I Didn't Do It! ⚜️ 5SOS

It All Started With Spray Paint

After following the principal into the classroom, Michael rolled his eyes a bit and aggressively dropped his backpack onto the floor before slumping down in a seat in the history classroom. "Dude, I can't believe you're doing this to me." Michael muttered to the Principal. "I'm missing football practice because of you, asshole."

"You just added another 30 minutes to detention, QB." Principal Fredrick said while shaking his finger in front of Michael's face. Michael scoffed and pushed the Principal's hand away. "Make that an hour." The Principal added.

"I better not get kicked off the team." Michael muttered to himself and crossed his arms over his chest.

"You brought this upon yourself. Now. I'm just waiting on the other three. They should be getting out of class any second." The Principal said and glanced over at the door.

That sentence shocked Michael a bit. Usually, he was the only one to get detention. Especially on a Friday.

"I'm not the only one?" Michael asked, sitting up in his seat a bit more.

"Not today." Principal Fredrick replied.

That struck Michael's interest. Suddenly, he sat up a little more and turned his attention to the door, impatiently awaiting the arrival of the other three people. After a couple minutes, a tall blonde boy walked into the room, dragging his feet against the floor.

"Pick your feet up, Hemmings." Principal Fredrick said and Luke groaned before starting to walk normally as he went to a seat a couple rows behind Michael.

Not too long after, a guy with black wavy hair walked in and plopped down in the seat to the right of Michael. Then, a curly headed blonde walked in and sat in the very back.

"Alright. Now that all of you are here, give your cell phones." Principal Fredrick said and held out a bucket for them to put their phones in.

The first to stand up was the curly headed boy. He put his cellphone into the bucket and muttered "Here. I'm sorry about earlier, by the way."

Michael snickered when he realized that Ashton's phone was definitely not a smart phone. It was a Motorola Razr. A pink one.

"Ha.. Gaaaay." Michael said quite loudly and Ashton frowned a little and looked down as he walked back to his seat.

"It was my mom's." Ashton said defensively.

"Another hour, Clifford." The Principal said. "Want to be here all night?"

"Try me." Michael said and rolled his eyes.

"Phones. Now." Principal Fredrick said angrily.

"Fine." The tall blonde said and stood up before putting his phone in the bucket.

"This better not be another one of your practical jokes, Luke." The Principal said and Luke wiggled his eyebrows a little.

"You never know with me. I'm unpredictable." Luke said before walking back to his seat.

The black haired boy lazily got up from his seat and put his phone in the bucket before literally sitting on the floor.

"Get up and sit in your seat, Calum."

"Ugh. Fine." Calum said before going back to his seat and sitting down.

"Ahem. Michael. Phone."

Michael rolled his eyes and tossed his phone into the bucket.

"Check your ego, amigo." Calum whispered to Michael.

"What..?" Michael said and Calum shrugged.