McPriceley Oneshots

Cello's Rock (High School AU)

This is a proven fact and no one can take it away from me. Otherwise me and my cello Thanatos (greek god of death yes I'm a nerd) will come after you.

Apologies for the angst last chapter! But be warned- I will write angst again!

Also I REALLY NEED REQUESTS THANKS

PREPARE FOR CHEESINESS AND WARNING: THIS WILL NOT HAPPEN IN REAL LIFE UNLESS YOU FIND AN ACTUAL ANGEL SO DON'T BLAME ME FOR SETTING YOUR EXPECTATIONS TOO HIGH

Kevin's POV

I stand outside the orchestra room, taking a breath before pushing the door open carefully. Being in a new school is scary enough. Transfering in the middle of junior year is even worse.

My mom treated my high school application like I was applying to Harvard. Kevin Price. 17. Has been playing the cello since the fifth grade- played in his school orchestra and local neighborhood symphony. Aspires to play in a professional symphony.

My mother apparently does not mind lying on applications. Good to know.

And so here I am, standing outside of Remington's prestigious string orchestra room, clutching the strap of my cello case that I'm wearing like a backpack. I carefully push open the door, hearing the sounds of beautiful music stopping as eyes turn to stare at me.

"You must be Kevin," the adult says at the front of the room. It's a woman, with a choppy blond bob and dull blue eyes trapped behind rectangular glasses. "The newest cellist."

"Yes," I say, straightening my posture and trying to appear as confident as possible. I look around the room at the near fifty kids, all frozen in their various states of holding their instruments. I lock eyes with a shorter guy, cute, with red hair and blue eyes that sparkled with something I've never seen before. Like sapphires in the Florida sun. He sits right in front, first violin. His red violin that he clutches practically matches his hair.

"You'll sit next to James over there," the teacher says, pointing to first stand and an empty seat next to a tall black haired boy. He nods in my direction, and I quickly unpack my cello from its case and stumble over to my seat. James adjusts the music, but I look back over at the red head. He's smiling softly at me, his round pink lips curled up slightly. The sight makes me desperately smile back.

"Now we have ten minutes left in class. Let's take it from the top- Kevin, you can just sight read. Connor, take charge with the melody this time, alright?"

"Okay," the beautiful redhead says, nodding, looking down at his music before looking at his short blond stand partner. "Chris?"

"Sorry!" The little one says frantically and quickly flips the page. 

"And, now." The teacher gestures with the baton and we begin. I take a glancing look at the title of the short two page song. It's easy- Gauntlet by Doug Spata (okay so I played this in my orchestra and it's really fun so listen to it on YouTube). I already have it memorized, so I can easily play without even reading the notes. I can see James casting me the side-eye in surprise, along with the violas next to me. They must not be expecting me to pick this up so easily. They know I'll be a challenge.

The ten minutes pass quickly after three repeats of the song, and it's immediately time to go home. First day at a new school-  check. Intimidated other students- check.

I lean over and start to pack my dark cello in my bag. I hadn't said anything to anyone, but I feel fine with that. It's easier to get ahead if I'm not dragged down by anyone. 

"Hey, you're Kevin right?" A sweet voice says. I look up to see the red head with his violin case in his hand. 

I zip up my case and pick it up as I stand, balancing my elbow on top of it. "Yeah." I take in the boy as he smiles simply. I've got a good few inches on him, only making him even more adorable. His hair curls a little on his forehead and his face is peppered with small freckles.