Gemotions

He slammed the laptop shut, the metallic clang echoing in the otherwise quiet library. A grin split across David's face, stretching his cheeks until they ached. He let out a whoop, startling the librarian, who shot him a glare. "Sorry!" he blurted, though the apology lacked any real conviction. He practically skipped out of the library, the news of the impending closure of Crestwood Academy a light, airy weight in his chest. He felt as if a physical weight had been lifted from his shoulders.