Gemotions

Eliza bounced on the balls of her feet, a silly grin plastered across her face. The email notification gleamed on her phone – "Interview Confirmed!" It had been a long shot, this position at the community garden. Both she and Maya, her best friend since kindergarten, had applied, and the thought of competing against Maya had made Eliza's stomach clench with nerves. But now, this! She couldn't stop the happy little tremors that danced in her hands as she re-read the confirmation.

The scent of brewing coffee, usually a comfort, felt amplified. She practically skipped to the kitchen, humming a tune she’d just made up. The sun, streaming through the window, seemed to radiate warmth directly onto her skin. She had to tell Maya, immediately.

A sudden, sharp giggle escaped her as she thought of Maya’s likely reaction. They’d celebrate, regardless of the outcome. Maybe pizza and that ridiculous movie they both secretly loved.