Conform

by Ariel Sullivan

I had a litany of reasons to conform. But I ignored every single one of them.

“You,” Collin murmured, lowering his face until the tip of his nose grazed mine. “You are unlike anything I have ever known.” His voice was a deep whisper. “You’re maddening, consuming, unwilling to follow any of their rules. I have a role to play and yet I spend my time thinking about you.”

You control the youth, you control them all.