Red Band Society // 5 Seconds Of Summer

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red band society

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It's weird how people get hung up on stuff that doesn't really matter, until something that matters really happens. Like football, for example.

"What the hell? You're not even playing the game right! I will kick you off this team!" Calum Hood, the obnoxiously selfish football player, yelled at his teammates.

Calum Hoods' reign of terror began in preschool, when he went as Osama Bin Laden for Halloween. Every superhero and every princess surrendered their candy to him.

"Alright, let's go again," The coach instructed.

Calum obeyed with all the other boys, getting down in position. The coach blew the whistle and Calum's teammate passed the football to him. He was running towards the end of the grassy field when everything went black.

The whole team, including the coach ran up to Calum's unconscious body, surrounding him completely.

"Should we call 911?" One of his teammates asked.

The coach crouched down beside Calum, slapping his face hard, he replied, "He's unconscious. Call 911!"

Ethan, Calum's unofficial minion, grabbed his phone from the bench and dialed 911 while the rest of the team took pictures of Calum and posted them on Instagram.

"Yes, unconscious. Do CPR? Really?" Ethan hung up the phone and crouched down, pressing his lips to Calum's in attempt to perform CPR on the unconscious boy as they waited for an ambulance to arrive.

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The thing about hospitals is that everyone has somewhere to go and something to do, and you better not get in their way.

"Hey! What makes you think this is a good idea? Hmm? Pedestrians have the right-of-way," Nurse Jackson angrily yelled and the driver in the sliver Lexus that has almost killed her, "Not you, buddy! Not you!"

Everyone has two stories: the one they want you to know and the one they don't.

"Please hold it! I'm late!" Someone asked Nurse Jackson as the elevator doors closed.

"Doesn't mean I should be too," She smirked, sipping her coffee, that unsurprising, wasn't from Starbucks.

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"Did you even brush your teeth this morning?" Calum scoffed at the paramedic who was pushing him through the hospital on a gurney, "Cause your breath smells like toenails!"

The paramedic just ignored his remark and continued doing his job.

"Can I help you?" Britney, the most cheerful nurse (and the opposite of Nurse Jackson), asked the young girl that stood on the other side of the Nurses counter.

"My doctor said to meet him at the ER," She explained anxiously tugging on the sleeves of her blue jacket.

The Nurse smiled, "Who's your doctor?"

"Doctor McAndrew. He said to page him."

While Nurse Britney took care of the girl who's name has not been discovered yet, Nurse Jackson raced passed two kids in wheelchairs.

"Ooh, ooh, ooh! I won!" She teased, causing the blonde girl in a wheelchair to smile.

"I see they got your name right," Kenji, another nurse laughed when Nurse Jackson set her coffee cup down. The barista had put her name down as 'Scary Bitch.'