Gemotions

The air crackled with anticipation as Marcus awaited the email. He'd already told his friends he'd gotten the scholarship; he felt certain he'd secured it. He felt like he was soaring, untouchable.

Then it came, and his face turned rigid. The word "denied" seemed to scream from the screen. He felt a moment of cold shock, quickly replaced by a simmering anger.

He would not be stopped. He would appeal the decision, call the committee, and find a way to get what he deserved. He was already drafting a sharply worded email.