Imagines, blurbs, and mini fanfics featuring College!5SOS or similar 5SOS AUs.
THESE ARE NOT MINE. Credit all goes to the original owners and writers. I've just compiled the 5SOS imagines featuring the boys in college I've come across on tumblr, pin...
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UCLA. A college I’ve been wanting to go to since my early teens. A college I’m now attending and constantly think it’s a dream. My eyes were wide and took everything in when I first got to LA. Stomach filled with jitters and nerves as I took a grand tour around the campus a couple days before class even started.
The girl I’m rooming with, Madi, is pretty nice. We’re similar in a lot of ways, and I found myself lucky to have been randomly picked with her.
This’ll be the best four years of my life…
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I pack my books into my bag, glancing at the clock every couple of minutes as I try to give myself enough time to get to class at least fifteen minutes early.
“When’s your last class?” Madi asks as she sits up on her bed, running a hand through her messy hair.
I unlock my phone, checking my schedule before looking towards her. “Three. Wanna get a late lunch?” I ask her, and she nods while giving me a tired grin.
“Yeah, absolutely. You can tell me all about the cute boys in your classes,” she gives me a wink while lying back down.
I roll my eyes, chuckling softly as I nod. “Sure, maybe. If there are any cute guys,” I tell her, and she scoffs.
“Please. It’s LA. There’s gonna be cute boys,” Madi mentions with a duh tone in her voice.
“Fine, fine. I guess you’re right on that one,” I mutter while sliding the straps of my bag onto my shoulders. “I’ll see you later.”
I make it to my Beginning Voice Class, licking my lips a bit as I step into the classroom. No one else was here yet, and I let out a breath of relief. I take a seat in the middle of the room, grabbing a notebook from my bag and setting it on the table.
“Dude, no, this chick was like so clearly flirting with me it’s ridiculous,” a voice speaks, and I lift my head up, seeing two guys walking into the room.
My cheeks flush a bit at the two gorgeously breathtaking guys that took a seat behind me. I can feel my stomach churn with nerves, clearing my throat a bit before returning my attention to my phone.
“So, what? She’s hot,” the other guys mentions, and I roll my eyes. Welp…
“Yeah, but she’s got no personality whatsoever. I could never be with someone like that. Plus, we literally just got to this school. She’s clearly looking to hook up,” the first guy tells him, and I close my eyes, trying to block out their conversation.
Silence fills the room as I can feel eyes burning into my back. A few more people have quietly made their way into the room as class starts in three minutes.
