Gemotions

Zara stretched luxuriously, the crisp, clean sheets of her bed a welcome contrast to the hard desk chairs of the classroom. The morning light streamed through the gaps in her curtains. The test results had been good, and the feeling of accomplishment allowed her to luxuriate in bed for a while longer. She had no pressing tasks, and the world seemed full of possibility. She reached for her phone, scrolling through social media. A new follower notification popped up. It was Mr. Bell, her drama teacher.