Gemotions

The locker room buzzed, but for Maya, it was a symphony. Her heart hammered a happy rhythm against her ribs. Coach Miller had called her in. *Her*! She’d been killing it as a setter, but this – this was new. He clapped her on the shoulder. "Maya, we need you at outside hitter." A grin stretched across her face, threatening to split her cheeks. She practically bounced as she grabbed her cleats. The court, the net, the *power*! A thrill coursed through her, electrifying every muscle. She could feel the adrenaline already, the anticipation bubbling in her stomach, a feeling of endless possibility.