5 Seconds Of Summer Preferences

He's The New Kid | High School AU

A/N: Requested by a sweet anon! I loved it!

Luke:

Your mind was fuzzed as you squeezed your eyes to get a better look at the black board from far distance in front of you, your teacher writing up yet another boring math example. At times you wondered why you were even placed in the back of the class, it was always a hell to try to see what was on the board and it was problematic because you could never understand the math problems and not to see how to fix them made it ten times worse. The sudden sound of knocks coming from the door interrupted your teacher from being in his zone, stopping from writing on the board and watching as the principal of the school walking inside with a tall blond boy behind him. They talked for a bit before your teacher cleared his throat even though everyone was staring at him, pointing at the blond haired boy and introducing him. "Ladies and gentleman, this is Luke Hemmings. He's a new student at our school and he's gonna be with us here at math." Small whispers were shared as people stared at Luke, but you didn't mind. Until your teacher announced that he was going to sit next to you since you're best friends wasn't at school today. Taking a seat next to you, he could feel your eyes staring at him as he started to take out a notebook with math examples and a pencil case to scribble down notes from the blackboard. Your teacher started to talk again and that was your queue to take notes again, yet you couldn't see a thing and when your teacher handed out a task for you to make before class was over, your eyes went wide and stared at it like it could fix itself. "Fucking shit, I don't even need this in my life.." You cursed while trying to solve the math problems, feeling Luke staring at you. "You don't know what to do?" He asked in polite and you shook your head. He moved a little bit closer to you, taking your pencil and explaining how to do the math problem. "How can you be so good?" You asked amazed and he started to blush a dark shade of red. "My mom is a math teacher. I guess it's in the genes." He explained with a joke, his voice soft yet shy. "That's awesome." You said with a smile, making Luke shrug. "I guess I'm just lucky." He shrugged and you nodded your head. "You are because I don't get a shit of this and I'm not lucky at all." He chuckled by your words while looking down at his pencil. "I can help you at times if you want? We can trade, you teach me stuff about the school, who to be with and who to avoid. In treat for that I can teach you some math skills." Luke reached his hand out for you to reach and you looked down at it before forming a small smile, "Deal Hemmings."

Calum:

Sitting with your legs against the chair in front of you, your whole body was resting against your chair as you watched the football players in front of you on the field running around determined to get the ball while your coach yelled around with his whistle when things weren't as he wanted. A bag of chips was open and resting nice on your stomach, almost having your full attention but that was soon taken away. A sports bag was dropped on the chair next to you, giving you a slight shock and making you look to see who it was, a boy with brown memorizing eyes and dirty dark hair standing in a football uniform. "Hello." He smiled as he looked down at you, seeming to have full energy. "Hi." You said a bit off, looking at him with curious eyes. "I'm a new student." He introduced as to why you looked so weird at him, your mouth forming a big "o" in understanding. "Oh you're the exchange student from Australia?" You asked, already having heard about him from your coach who had announced that you would have a quite professional footballer who had to try out today's training. He nodded his head with a smile. "I'm Y/N." You said as he sat down next to you to tie his shoes. "I'm Calum." He answered in polite smiling over at you. "I'm usually on the team. Though I'm prevented from playing for a while." You sad in a sad tone, looking out in the distance. "How come?" Calum asked interested, putting his sweater down his shirt and showing off an Australian football jersey. "Sprained foot." You pointed down at your foot that was wearing a way bigger comfy sock than your other, Calum's eyes wide and a small "ouch" coming from his mouth. "It was a football accident, but I'll be out on the field in no time." You chuckled, looking back at the field where girls and boys were chasing around after the exact same ball. "That's tragic." Cal commented while he tied his football boots, looking up at the field as he was now ready. "Kind of, but I'm used to it, it's not the first time." You chuckled watching as Calum stood up from his chair. "I would love to talk to you again Cal. You seem like a cozy guy." You smiled up at him and he seemed to blush a bit. "You too Y/N. I would love to see how good you are on a field." You shrugged your shoulders with a smirk as he giggled down at you. "But first I have to impress your coach to see if he'll qualify me for your team." "Go show them." You chuckled, waving after him as he ran down the stairs towards your coach ready to introduce himself before he could run out on the field on show his very best to get on the team. And he sure did because you were impressed to say at least, watching how your other teammates seemed to have a hard time with Calum's fast long legs.