Bliss. (A Nash Grier Fan Fiction. )

Ch1 - Dreaming

Nash's cold, icy breath ran it's way down my body, giving me a feeling of utter joy. His hands, either side of my face, caressed my head softly as his lips gently touched mine. I could feel every nerve in my body tingle, every hair stand up on end. It was pure bliss. His hand moved to my back, a chill sped down my spine. My body moved with his, inseparable. His legs, entangled around mine, but not uncomfortable. His eyes pierced into mine, they were like a great blue ocean, i could see for miles. His lips were soft and gentle, he kept biting his lip as he stared down at me. As he went to whisper in my ear he said "Wake up babe" , "Wake up. ".

My mom. Again. School. Again. Complete hell. I don't even learn anything there so i don't see the point. I've explained this so many times to my parents but they don't want to listen to any of it, they say it's a load of shit and i need a good education for a good college, for a good job, so i can live. I could live off take out and pot noodles. At the end of the day, in real life, when are you going to need to know 5x + 67x. Never, exactly. Woken up at 6am to go for 6 hours of work, work, work. I don't want to sit behind a desk for 6 years, just to sit behind a different desk for 30 years.

I want to make the most out of life while i still can. I want to make a difference, change someones life for the better. Doesn't everybody? School can just suck my ass. I get to see my friends though, which is good.

All i could think about was Nash, and my dream. He didn't know i existed and so when i walk past him in the hallway he doesn't even glance over. He has a girlfriend anyway. Clara Smith. The prettiest girl in all of Ridgeway High School. And I, Sophie Blare, The most unpopular and ugliest girl, not even in Ridgeway, probably ever. So i have a bit of competition. Time to get ready for hell.

Nash's POV

Waking up, everyday, exactly the same routine. I wake up, get ready and leave. I don't really mind school, it's okay. I get to see my friends there and hang out. I hate lessons, math is my favourite though. My mom comes in and wakes me up. It usually takes a few minutes because i'm a heavy sleeper. It comes from my dad. Well, off i go. I have breakfast (cinnamon toast crunch, the usual.) And walk out the house with Clara.