Gemotions

The basketball court lights cast long shadows as Sarah heard the final cuts announced. Her heart had hammered a frantic rhythm against her ribs, but the sound of her name not being called silenced it. An odd stillness descended, but it was quickly replaced by a giddy lightness. Everything seemed sharper, brighter. She could almost taste the crisp air. Her hands twitched, yearning to dribble, to shoot, to *move*. She blinked, a wide, unwavering grin spreading across her face. "Okay," she muttered to herself, her voice barely a whisper, a plan already taking shape.