Gemotions

Sunlight streamed through the kitchen window, warming Amelia's face as she flipped a pancake in the air. A giggle escaped her lips as it landed perfectly back in the pan. She hummed along to the upbeat pop song blasting from her phone, her fingers tapping a rhythm on the countertop. A notification popped up – a friend request. Sighing playfully, she reached for her phone. The name – Mark Henderson – caused her to pause. Mark Henderson? The one who used to trip her in the hallway? A strange buzz of energy pulsed through her, a mixture of surprise and... something else. She tapped the profile picture; he looked older, changed. Curiosity made her click accept.