Gemotions

"Yes!" Michael muttered under his breath, pumping his fist in the air. He jogged from the computer lab, a wide smile splitting his face. The air outside felt crisp and invigorating. He'd just checked his history grade: a D. He had been completely certain he'd at least passed, and he'd put in the effort.

He felt a sudden, irrepressible urge to call his best friend, Leo. He wanted to tell him all about the plans they had sketched out: the video game they would make. Their idea was so awesome, and this new grade did nothing to stop that.

He started walking briskly, his footsteps practically dancing on the pavement. He couldn't wait to get back to his apartment, the place where he could finally dedicate himself to his own passions.