Fly high -Dreamnotfound high school au

Good morning

George's POV-

I haven't woke up this early in ages, I couldn't contain my excitement.

I quickly showered and got dressed before Nikki woke up.

Before I knew it, I was heading to school with Nikki, slowly driving through the streets of her neighbourhood. The car ride contained of us talking about what I was going to say to Clay, but also singing Whitney Houston and Brittany Speares songs.

"Alright George, we are here! Be nice to Clay, I know what you can be like." Nikki giggles, laying a reassuring hand on my shoulder. I take a deep breathe in as we walk out of the car.

The morning air is fresh and crisp, the sun feels refreshing on my skin, everything about today feels perfect. Me and Nikki say our goodbyes before heading our separate ways. I take the short walk to the field, sitting on the bleachers closest to the entrance.

I check my hair and makeup in the phone a couple of times. The highlighter I added to my cheekbones and nose is softly glowing in the fresh morning sunlight. My hair is slightly fluffy due to the slight breeze brushing through it, but it adds a soft touch to my kinda bad ass outfit.

After nervous motivational words to myself, Dream finally shows up. I don't know how I have never noticed him around school before, but he look jaw-dropping gorgeous. A black crew neck with a flower design in the middle, finished off with a white collar shirt and black jeans. He's wearing silver chains and 2 black stud earrings. Oh my lord.

He stands at the entrance of the field, smirking at me, the golden sun angled so every perfection in his face is shown, it kind of makes me feel self conscious. I stand up and we both start walking to each other, meeting in the middle.

'Hey Georgie, you look pretty today. Skinny jeans suit you, you should wear them more often.' He smirks, everything he is doing makes me feel flustered, and he knows it.

I giggle slightly, looking down at my feet. Whatever confidence I had is now lost in the complete control he has over me. 'Th-thanks Dream. You're looking handsome yourself..' my cheeks flush a warm red colour as I fiddle with my fingers, picking at the pink nail polish.

He takes his finger and puts it up to my chin, lifting my head up, 'Let's go sit down George, I wanna get to know you.'

He takes my hand and leads me to the bleachers, where I was previously sitting. As time goes on, I start getting more comfortable around Dream. There hasn't been a moment that I haven't laughed or at least smiled this morning, I'm really falling for this guy. He talks to me with such care, always complimenting me and treating me right. Jesus I have not even known him for a day.

We spend most of the time talking about ourselves, our past, family, how we got into cheer and football, any other hobbies. It was a general conversation and it felt so nice.

'George, we should hang out some time, I really wanna spend more time with you.' He looks down and smiles, 'Are you free tonight?'

'I guess, I have to go to the gym first, but aft-'

'I can come with you.. I mean if you want. I have been planning on going for a while. But it's up to you. Maybe you could even teach me a few things about cheer.' He smiles, hope filling his eyes, how could I say no to this?

'Of course you can come, I'd be happy to have company. Go to the new gym by the mall, it's really big and they have the best equipment there.'

'Ok, what time should we meet?'

'Be there at 5 pm, not a minute late Dreamy.'

He chuckles softly, stroking his hand through his hair, 'of course, anything for you Georgie.'

He takes my hand and leads my to the field entrance. I blush, my hand fits in his perfectly, like 2 pieces of a jigsaw.

'Tonight, at the gym by the mall, 5 pm, not a minute late,' he repeats back to me, taking both of my hands.

'Thanks for this morning George, I really appreciate it! I have had so much fun and I hope we can do more in the future, starting with tonight of course.'

He smiles too confidently, looking down, almost like he's thinking about something. I'm about to ask what when he plants a kiss on my forehead.

'See you after school Georgie.' He turns around, I can practically hear the grin he has plastered over his face.

What was that?!? Does he like me back?! Surely not, this is like some high school fantasy, cheerleader falling for the hat jock. Since when does it happen in real life.

I didn't even get to say anything or react, I have just been left here, completely flustered, red as a tomato and falling even further into this rabbit hole.

And it was the best feeling..

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Oop- they really do be falling tho-

Things will start picking up in the next few chapters, more fluff as promised :D

Have a good day, eat and drink something!