Gemotions

The notification popped up: "Mr. Henderson started following you." Sarah’s stomach flipped, not in a nervous way, but like a kite straining against its string, ready to soar. She’d been posting about the school play, her passion project. Now, he’d see it all. The late-night rehearsals, the frantic costume fittings, the sheer, unadulterated joy. She adjusted her posture, shoulders back, chin lifted, the glow of the phone reflecting in her excited eyes.

He'd like what he saw. He had to. She clicked on his profile, a rush of energy coursing through her. He hadn’t liked anything yet, but that was fine. She would keep posting, and he would keep watching. This felt like a challenge, an opportunity.

“He's going to be so impressed,” she muttered to herself, a determined smile spreading across her face. Time to post the blooper reel.