Calum:
You can talk at me but I'm not listening "Are you kidding me, Calum? It's the first week of school, how are you already ditching?" I look up from staring at my phone to see you, my best friend, standing before me with a pissed off look on your face. "It's a dumb system, Y/N, and I'm sick of it." I purposefully blow the smoke from my cigarette in your face, and you wave it away, getting more irritated, which spurs me on more. "Is this really going to be your life, Cal? Are you going to throw away everything just to look cool? Is that working for you?" "Well it gets me laid so-" I smirk, but you cut me off, "Are you fucking serious?" I jump slightly at the sound of you swearing. You continue, "If this is what you want to do with your life, fine. I obviously can't stop you. But I don't have to deal with it. Screw you!" You storm off, and I suddenly realize what I did. Fuck I think as I run off to find you, I gotta fix this.
Michael:
It's not a secret that I'm just a reject "Can I talk to you?" You come up to me, and I raise an eyebrow. "You sure you want to do that, babe? I bite." I pointedly look her up and down, using my tongue to mess with my lip ring. You roll your eyes, "I'm sure, Michael." I pull her into the nearby broom closet. "What does a good girl like you want to do with a fuck-up like me?" I ask, crossing my arms, leaning against the door. You clear your throat, "I need a friend with benefits." I almost choke, not expecting that. "Sorry, acquaintance with benefits." You correct, interpreting that wrong. "No I mean-" I cough, "Are you serious, Y/N? Why me?" "I am serious. And because you're one of the hottest guys in school without strings." "I'm the hottest guy in school period." I say cockily. You just smirk, "I need to know if you'll do it or not. Because there is no way I'm going to college a virgin so-" "Deal." I say quickly. "My parents will be gone, so come over this weekend." "Fuck yeah."
