Gemotions

The hockey team announcement board felt like a taunt. Alex stared at the list, his name conspicuously absent. He felt a tidal wave of frustration surge through him, making his vision swim. The victorious team members, laughing and cheering, seemed to exist in a different world. He turned away, his cheeks burning. He started walking, not knowing where he was going, just needing to escape the suffocating atmosphere of the rink. His fists clenched and unclenched at his sides, wanting to strike something, to lash out. The brisk air did nothing to cool the fire within.