Gemotions

The email, with its damning subject line, sat accusingly in her inbox. The scholarship. Not hers. A clerical error. A mistake. A wave of a strange, powerful sensation flooded through Emily, making her palms sweat. She felt a lightness, an almost unbearable excitement.

She stood up abruptly, knocking over her chair. She didn’t bother to pick it up. She needed to *move*. She grabbed her jacket and threw open the door, inhaling the fresh, crisp air. The campus buzzed with life, and she felt an almost childlike anticipation. She felt like she could conquer anything.