Gemotions

A cold sweat prickled Liam's skin as he confirmed his English teacher, Ms. Rodriguez, was indeed following him on Twitter. He'd been tweeting a lot of sarcastic comments about the school lately. He sank into his chair, trying to disappear. His cheeks flushed crimson when Ms. Rodriguez called his name in class.

His palms were damp, and his stomach churned. He hadn't used his real name on the platform, but it didn't take a genius to figure it out. He felt a desperate urge to delete all the posts. He imagined the look on her face when she read his critical words.