The Definition of Success

Hi. I'm Ellis. I may look like a girl but I'm not. I'm non-binary. I entered 9th grade this year. People ask me all the time if it's hard or if I'm having the time of my life. I've always had an easy time with school, so it certainly wasn't hard despite the now highschool level classes, and even though I enjoyed school and loved going, I was definitely not having the time of my life. Since I'm so good at school and my grades are stunning for the average person, I've always been told that I would be successful in my life. No one told me what successful meant, they just told me to go into a STEM field where I would excel. So, that was my goal. I would succeed. ~~~ There was a moment of silence where she simply looked at me, inching forward until our lips were centimeters apart. I was scared. I wasn't ready for this or so I thought due to my racing heart. Not even 3 seconds later, her lips had melted into mine and for the first time, I understood why people were in love. I understood why people closed their eyes when they kissed. I suddenly stopped caring about my applications to the various prestigious colleges where my major was to be in the medical world or if I was going to get an MD or a PHD. None of it mattered while this beautiful girl's lips were on mine. Nothing mattered except her. ~~~ Teen LGBTQ+ High School Romance! ARTWORK IS MY OWN, PLEASE DON'T STEAL