Bliss. (A Nash Grier Fan Fiction. )

Ch2 - Torture

School, great. All day, all i'll be thinking about is Nash. Seeing him with Clara, in the hallway, in class, at lunch, after school. All day. Every day. Although i never see them kiss, him and Clara. Him and his friends always hang out around the gym lockers, and first lessons on a Monday i have gym, so when i leave, sweaty and exhausted, after playing volleyball, he's right there with his dumb ass friends. He never looks, sometimes his eyes flicker past me, which is good in one way. I'll never understand how someone so deep and caring like Nash can be stuck with a girlfriend like Clara Smith and friends like George Katt, Josh Friend, Dan Hok and Kyle Yan. All dickheads, the lot of them. Although Clara isn't that bad, if i'm being honest. She can be sweet and she's never given me dirtyn looks or anything, she's quite intellegant also.

Nash's POV

I walked into school with my backpack on my arm, i was wearing my white UnitedXXVI top and black, ripped jeans. I had my hair quiffed up so it didn't fall into my face. I was kind of getting bored of my hair colour, it just seemed boring and plain.

As i walked into school with Clara, there was Sophie. I hope she doesn't know i like her, i mean, i'd be beyond embarrassed because it's obvious she doesn't like me back. I try to catch a glimpse at her every time she walks past without her knowing. She never looks over at me though.

I'm like a ninja, she never sees me look at her. Ninja nash.

She comes out of gym class every monday morning while i wait at my locker, she thinks i wait for Clara. She's all sweaty and tired and she looks adorable, very sporty. She's in the school team for Volleyball, which i find very attractive.

Sophie's POV

Nash's usually waiting for Clara, she's in the same gym class as me, how great. She can't run for shit. Scared she'll break a nail, fall over or mess up her hair and makeup. I hate girls like that, usually won't have chicken nuggets or a big mac at McDonald's either. I'm hungry 24/7 and I honestly don't care what people say about me. It's their problem, not mine.

There are only 3 people i trust in this school, Daisy, Georgia and Scott. I've known Daisy since i was 11 ( I'm now 14) , when school started. We were instantly best friends. We haven't gone a day without talking now. She has long, blonde hair, it goes down to her hips and she usually has is in a braid or lose. She's so pretty, she could get any guy she wanted, but she's not interested and she's made that clear. She has the perfect figure, she's not too thin but not too fat and she's beautifully tanned. I look like a hippo compared to her. Next, Georgia, we weren't friends for a while. We actually hated each other. She hung around with Clara and was friends with Nash until she got fed up of them because all they talked about was football and makeup. She didn't really talk to Nash though. She said he was quite quiet and reserved. She, on the other hand, is very out there, loud, and just a generally cheerful person. Always smiling whenever i see her. She makes the most of life. It was around a year ago that she became friends with me, Daisy and Scott. Georgia's stunning, she has mid-length (shoulder length) hair, with turquoise dip dye and she has flawless skin, she has looks to kill for. Lastly, Scott. He's been my best friend since we were 2. We grew up together and he helps me with boys and that sort of thing. He has the biggest crush on Georgia, ever. He always has. He always helps me out with Nash and i help him out with Georgia. We've fallen out more times than you can count but we always came back when we needed each other. He's like my big brother, you could say. He has blonde hair, not long, but not short. It's all fluffy and soft. Whenever he comes round he lets me stroke it. He's quite good looking, actually. Although i Don't think of him like that.

Nash's POV

She usually goes to Daisy and Georgia. Daisy's cool, i have a few of the same classes with her and she seems pretty chill. I used to be good friends with Georgia. She hung around with Clara, but i guess she got bored of it. All the meaningless conversations about hair and makeup, and the boys talking about football. She never seemed happy when she hung around with us, she was always a bit of a quite one, i guess i'm pretty quiet. I didn't talk to her for the first 4 months of her hanging out with us.