Gemotions

The anticipation was a tangible thing, a shimmering curtain that hung between Zara and the world. She woke up early, with a feeling akin to bubbles fizzing through her veins. She threw back the covers and leaped out of bed. The day stretched before her, a ribbon of pure possibility.

Her gaze landed on the invitation to Liam's party, which, annoyingly, was scheduled for the same day. Zara crumpled the paper in her hand, then tossed it in the bin. Today was all about her. Today was for the celebration she had spent months planning.

She spent the morning humming and dancing as she got ready, each action a burst of energy. She imagined the music, the lights, the faces of her friends. It was going to be an unforgettable experience.