Gemotions

Sunlight streamed into the gym, illuminating dust motes dancing in the air. Sarah stretched, a wide grin plastered across her face. This was her year. After months of grueling training, she felt ready. The final cuts were today, and she knew she was solid. She knew she had this.

The announcement was coming soon. Sarah leaned against the wall, her energy felt boundless. She tapped her foot impatiently, the rhythm a steady drumbeat of anticipation.

The coach called out names. Each name was followed by cheers, then silence as the next name was called. Sarah’s palms felt warm. Her name was not said.

The coach called out a few more names. Sarah felt a pressure on her chest, which tightened. Finally, the coach looked at her. He didn't say her name.

A wave of emptiness washed over her, but it receded quickly. Sarah stood taller. “Thank you, Coach,” she said, her voice clear. She knew there were other teams. Other opportunities.