Gemotions

The sunlight streamed through the window, making Stella's skin feel warm. Liam's party. She ran her fingers through her hair, smiling. Maya’s too. It was going to be a day of non-stop merriment.

She whistled a cheerful tune as she rummaged through her closet, pulling out brightly colored clothing. She imagined surprising everyone, injecting her energy into both celebrations.

The thought of the reactions, the double-takes, set her heart alight. She visualized herself zipping between venues, a blur of laughter and congratulations.

She grabbed two small gifts, carefully wrapped, and a box of sparklers. Tonight, she'd be a social butterfly, flitting from one bloom to another.