Locker Notes ||C.T.H||

Part one: Would you just shut up Calum?

"School is useless, everything we learn will be useless in the future!" Calum added, complaining to Michael while walking into school. "you've gotta stop complaining about school every time we see each other mate" Micheal said.
He was right, Calum complains about everything in his life, even small inconveniences.
He can admit, he's honestly pretty whiny.

"It's not my fault my life sucks", Calum scoffed, adjusting his backpack.

"Would you just shut up Calum?" Lucas scowled, startling Calum and Michael, and other people looking their way.

"I'm so sick of you guys", Michael and Calum both sarcastically gasped pretending to be hurt by Luke's words, they never took harsh words personally, regardless if the person's intentions were ill or not.

The three walked to their lockers and prepared for their first class. All three of them lucking out on getting the EXACT same schedule. Their first class was Algebra. Michael and Calum sit next to each other, while Luke sits in the front next to the teacher. He tends to have a talking problem with the people he sits next to. Even if its a stranger. He is probably one of the kindest people you will meet.

"Mikey, do you think y=mx+b will be useful in the future?" Calum whispered to Michael.

"Yea probably" Michael whispered back.

"Will it pay my bills, will it do my taxes?" Calum retorted.

"Mate, shut up for heavens sake will you?" Michael added.
Calum scoffed, having the distant thought that no one listens to him whenever he talks. He felt he was annoying Michael so he just sat quietly and pretended to listen to whatever the teacher was saying. He doodled on his paper absentmindedly and wrote down potential song names and lyrics for his band.

Oh yeah, he's in a band. Him, Micheal, Luke and Ashton are in the band. Ashton used to go to the school, but he graduated the year before. Now, Ashton would be the one who drops them off, and picks them up from school. Their band is called "5 Seconds of Summer".
The bell rang, and they were off to their lockers to grab their biology books.

He started down the hallway with his friends, the same monotone conversations that dragged on everyday happening around them, as they swapped lyric ideas on their way to class.

"See?!" chimed Calum suddenly, interrupting Luke midsentence on a tidbit about naming a song "Kiss me-Kiss me", much to a perturbed Michael. "What?" groaned Luke, "What was so important that you felt the need to oh-so rudely interrupt me while I was halfway through a breakthrough about a song name?!"

"Exactly! This hellhole of a school is so boring that no conversation other than band stuff ever kicks off? School's nothing like this in the movies." Calum complained. (When was he ever not complaining again?)

"God- if all you're going to do is complain about how boring this school is, go do something interesting!" shrieked Michael, flipping his backpack off his back and tearing a piece of paper out of his backpack. "Go write a superrr raunchy note to someone and give them your locker number and go get yourself a girlfriend or something."

"Uh- no way in hell, mate. I value my life, thanks very much." Calum deadpanned.

"Doesn't have to be a raunchy note," giggled Luke, passing the paper over to Calum. "Just make a locker pen pal or something! You need some new friends, all you ever do is hang around us, it's seriously concerning how bad your social skills are."

"Ugh, fine." He flipped a pencil out of his pocket, and leaned against the nearest locker, scribbling up a quick note.

A/N-

HEY GUYSSS, this is my first story and I doubt this will get any reads haha, anyways i hope you guys enjoy the rest of this story. I will probably add new chapters once in a blue moon or every hour haha. Because im so busy with school and will probably be writing instead of doing homework:D (also follow my tik tok "taylorhoran";)))