Him.

Chapter 1

AN: hey guys I'm still pretty new to this whole story thing sorry if all of this sucks.
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*Cierra's POV*

I woke up to a dark sky. Great. I got up too early. Again.

I slowly get out of bed and go to the bathroom to wash my face. I look in the mirror and see my plain brown eyes and light brown curly hair. I splash my face with cold water and soap to wake me up. I brush my teeth shortly after.

By the time I'm done getting ready, it's only 6:00 and I leave at 7:15. I sat on the couch and scrolled through vine, when I got a text.
[nash: wake up sleepy head]
[me: I already am dummy]
[nash: ouch that sarcasm hurt]
[me: oh hush u big baby]
[nash: meet me at Starbucks before school?]
[me: yeah sure]

I left a note on the counter explaining where I had gone, and I grabbed my keys to my new car. I just turned 16 and got a new Dodge Charger for my birthday! I sped off down the street to Starbucks where I saw Nash standing with two drinks in his hand.

"Hey babe." He said playfully
"Sup babe." I replied jokingly. He handed me my drink, vanilla bean frap with extra Carmel, and gave me that cheezy smile that I loved. To be honest I have always liked Nash, since like the 3rd grade when we became friends, but I can't tell him because we are only friends. That's it. At least I think.

*Nash's POV*

I watched as Cierra pulled up in her bomb ass car. She looked so cute with her curls falling almost to her waist and her brown eyes sparking in the morning sunlight. I think I'm starting to fall for her, but she can never know. I am almost positive she doesn't like me and I have to stop liking her... But I don't know how.

I handed her her favorite drink and smiled at her. We talked about when we first met and how weird it is that we are still friends. Then we headed off to school.

We had different first periods, so we hugged goodbye at the gate. She buried her face in my chest, and we stayed like that for awhile. It felt so perfect. Like we fit together.

We separated and headed to our classes. I was still thinking about her while I walked away. I wondered if she was too.