Gemotions

Sophia bit her lip, rereading the direct message. Coach Miller, her basketball coach, had sent her a message on Instagram. Her breath caught in her throat. She needed to take a walk.

She pulled on her jacket and stepped outside. The cool air bit at her cheeks, but she barely noticed. A thrill, a deep and fundamental sense of something, was rumbling through her. She felt like she could leap over buildings.

She walked faster, her stride lengthening, her arms pumping. She thought about his encouraging words during practice, his unwavering belief in her. She pictured his face, his smile. She started jogging, her muscles singing with a newfound energy. She wanted to push herself harder, faster, stronger.