Yay so basically I was daydreaming in class about school being exciting, and like 5sos was the first thing that popped into my head. Like after they've become famous, but you're still their friend… Ahh you know what, just read and enjoy :) – J

*side note Y/F/N – Your Friend's Name and Y/S/N – Your School Name

Luke:

"To solve a quadratic equation by completing the square, you have to move this number to the right… and then divide this number by two and square it…"

As your algebra teacher rambled on and on, the only thought that stuck in your head was the fact that your best friend, Luke Hemmings, was performing at your school during your lunch period. You reminded yourself to ask him for help with your algebra homework after school. To your relief, the bell rang for your lunch break, and you immediately gathered up your gang and headed for the cafeteria. Just as you neared the food haven, a chorus of screaming broke out.

"What's going on?" (Y/F/N) inquired. A grin broke out on your face when you realized that she had no idea that you knew the band both of you adored, much less the fact that they were visiting your school.

"You'll see," You wiggled your eyebrows mischievously as you and your friends squeezed your way into the crowded cafeteria.

"All right everyone," The sound of Ashton's voice rose above the overexcited screaming of fans.

"Omigosh. Is that Ashton Irwin?" (Y/F/N) widened her eyes and stood on her tiptoes to get a better view.

"You bet it is," You smiled at your friend's excitement, and tiptoed as well.

"Thank you all for letting us perform at (Y/S/N)!" Michael waved to everyone, and then he turned around to whisper excitedly to his band mates when he caught your eye. Luke soon came into view, and he smirked at you, making you gulp.

"We would like (Y/N) to perform with us," He announces, and everyone gasps and turns around to face you.

"Luke!" You hiss as your cheeks visibly reddened. When he noticed that you refused to budge, he leapt off stage and was barely protected by flimsy makeshift barriers. You inched backwards out of his reach, but your giggling friends shoved you into Luke's arms. "Dude! You know I can't sing." Much to your despair, you were eventually hauled on stage and Luke held a microphone in front of your lips as the boys started playing "She Looks so Perfect." Reluctantly, you sang with Luke, and the both of you were rewarded with the cheering of your schoolmates. You were flooded with happiness as Luke hugged you fiercely, and you leaned against him as you watched everyone else beneath the stage.

*side note: (Y/L/N) – Your Last Name and (Y/P/N) – Your Principal Name

Calum:

You stared blankly ahead as your humanities teacher droned on and on about the history of the Roman Empire or whatever. Not that you actually cared. Silently urging time to go faster, you stole a glance at the clock and accidentally groaned out loud when you realized you had an hour more to go.

"Would you like to share with the class what is bothering you, Ms. (Y/L/N)?" Your humanities teacher inquired, and the entire class swiveled around in their chairs to stare at you. Your cheeks reddened when you couldn't think of an excuse.

"Uh… My back was um, hurting… and I just er… twisted it…" You trailed off, and your teacher was motioning for you to carry on. "And um, it hurt… a lot…?" Suddenly, there was a knock on the door and you let out a breath. You turned towards the door to see who your savior was, and your mouth dropped open when you saw…

"Calum?" The name of your best friend left your mouth in unison with a few others. "Luke? Ash? Michael?" The four figures standing in the doorway grinned and waved at you, then took a hesitant step in.

"Hey, we're 5 Seconds of Summer," Ashton, always the quirky one, announced, and your class cheered. "Is it okay if we join your class for a while? Mr. (Y/P/N) has allowed us to tour your school. I know it might seem weird that we just appear out of the blue but…" He stopped abruptly when Michael elbowed him in the ribs.

"No problem," Your teacher replied in his monotone voice. Calum strutted towards you, grabbed a chair, and sat next to you. All the girls in your class started moving their chairs closer towards the band members of 5 Seconds of Summer, who were seated somewhat close to you.

"Hey," You whispered to Calum. "What are you doing here?"

"Well, you came to our house complaining how boring school was, so we thought we'd come visit you," He replied with a mischievous twinkle in his eye. You smiled sweetly.

"What makes you think I have more fun with you around?" You joke, making him pout. "Nah I'm joking. Thanks for coming, Cal."

"No problem, (Y/N)," He grinned, discreetly sliding an arm around your waist to draw you into a hug. "I'll make today the best school day ever."

*side note: (Y/F) – Your Friend and (N/Y/C) – Name of Your City

Michael:

A huge, blank piece of paper sat in front of you, and its emptiness seemed to be mocking you. You and a few of your friends were working on a science project and so far none of you had anything done. Websites containing information on photosynthesis were opened up on your laptop. You glanced over at your friends' screens, and grinned to yourself when you saw them searching up images on the band, 5 Seconds of Summer. You were secretly best friends with their band, but you didn't tell others in fear of spreading rumors. Following their lead, you searched up pictures of Michael Clifford and counted his different hair colors.

"Guys we should get something done," (Y/F) sighed. "But omigosh, dude, I just found out that right now they're touring in (N/Y/C) right now!"

"Yeah I know," You shrugged a little too dismissively, and your friends turned to stare at you.

"How did you know? Like, they just tweeted that they were in (N/Y/C) 4 minutes ago," (Y/F) told you suspiciously.

"Oh you know… They hinted that they would be coming here," Hastily, you covered up your previous comment with an improvised excuse. Fortunately, they believed what you said and you resumed looking at Michael's hair colors while sharing pictures you found with your friends.

"You know, I just have great hair."

You spun around in alarm, and came face to face with Michael Clifford. He was bent over and peering at your screen, and your friends started to scream. Unconsciously, your jaw had dropped, and now Michael lifted one hand to close your mouth.

"Michael!" You whispered excitedly and threw your arms around his neck. "Why are you here? I mean, oh my gosh, it must be coincidence or something. I was just looking at pictures of you and…" Cheeks reddening, you trailed off lamely. You glanced back quickly to make sure that the other girls were engrossed in talking to Luke, Ashton, and Calum before resuming your conversation with Michael.

"Psh c'mon we all know I'm hot," He retorted, and you rolled your eyes. "Anyways we just wanted to see how 'boring' your school is, or so you stated just yesterday when we were FaceTiming you."

"Well, it's not very fun," You shrugged with a sigh.

"Aw c'mon, it can't be that bad," Michael raised an eyebrow. "I mean, not including me of course, but some of the boys in your school are actually pretty cu-"

"Michael just shut up," You hissed, and he giggled, which also made you crack up.

"Don't worry. This won't be the last time I'll be embarrassing you at school today," Michael winked and laughed when you mock groaned in exasperation.

Ashton:

As soon as you walked into the cafeteria, the screaming started. Brows furrowed, you glanced around in utter confusion. There was a huge crowd in the center of the room, and you ran towards it to see what all the commotion was about. You grew frustrated when everyone who was crowding around something didn't let you pass. However, you did notice that there were a few people who were telling others who got too close to back up a bit to give them breathing space. Huh, you thought, so it's alive. Maybe it was an exotic animal? You advance forward slowly, gently pushing through the crowd. You let out a gasp.

"Ashton?" You whispered, and then realized that he wouldn't be able to hear above the shrieking fans. "Ash!" Raising your voice, you waved your arms to try to get his attention. Finally, he turns to you and waves excitedly. Muttering quick apologies, you squeezed to the front of the crowd. Suddenly, a hand reached out and grabbed you by the waist, dragging you towards the boys. You were surprised to see that it was Luke, and smiled.

"Hey," He grinned.

"Hi Luke," You laughed. Prancing over to the other boys, you greeted them cheerfully, and tried to drown out the protests of the other girls. You sat on the bench next to Ashton was eating sushi. "Hey Ash. Seems like touring in Japan did have an effect on you," Half joking, you stole a sushi roll from him.

"Hey," He giggled and pouted when he noticed that he had one less sushi. "You stole my sushi."

"Yeah, no kidding," A smile spread across your lips as you stuffed the roll in your mouth. "So, why did you decide to barge into school and act as if nothing is happening and why am I acting so calm and composed right now?"

"Okay so one, we just wanted to visit you, two, um," He hesitated, thinking hard. "I have no idea. And three, I know you're freaking out inside," He lets out another one of his signature giggles and places a hand on your shoulder. "You still owe me a sushi."

"Quit acting like a big baby," You swat his hand off playfully and he pouts.

"But (Y/N)," He protests. "You stole it."

Smirking at him, you grabbed another one and popped it into your mouth.