Gemotions

The news seemed to knock Leo off his feet. "Ms. Bell is now following you." His vision swam and he felt faint. He looked at his phone and then away from it, repeatedly. His heart drummed against his ribs with staccato bursts.

He sat, frozen, at his desk. He had some things he probably shouldn't have posted. He was going to get detention, or worse. He wanted to scream.

He began frantically deleting posts, the screen blurring before his eyes. He stopped. He was making things worse. He had to be calm. He took a deep breath. He couldn't think. He needed to escape the physical reality. He grabbed his coat, and left the room.