Lukas Bondevik leaned his head against the wall, trying to stay awake. After a few hours of doing his god awful homework and one hour of thinking over his problem, his eyelids felt like led, his head was pounding and all he wanted to do was sleep. It was silent in the room, so silent, in fact, Lukas could hear his brother's soft breathing and he was a little thankful for that. His seven year old brother, Emil, was sleeping on the floor, half of his body inside the small fort he built. His platinum blonde hair was tossled, and he had a peaceful expression on his face.
Lukas was currently sitting on his friend's, Tino was his name, bed. He had come over to Tino's house so they could both discuss what they should do about their problem. And Lukas brought Emil because he didnt want his baby brother to be all alone at his house.
Tino walked back into the room, stepping over the toys that were scattered across the floor. He almost tripped over a toy dinosaur, causing a little bit of water to spill onto the carpeted floor. He was a little annoyed that he had to be so clumsy all the time, but he decided to ignore it. The water he spilled wasn't that much, it would probably dry in a couple of minutes.
Tino looked at the exhausted Lukas. He felt bad for the boy, he had a hard life at home, he was usually taking care of his little brother or doing his homework/chores, and when he wasn't doing any of those things, he would play the viola and express himself through music. And he was even criticized and nagged at for something as small as that. Tino set the cup on the night stand figuring Lukas would drink some when he wanted it.
Tino sat down next to Lukas and asked in a very quiet, motherly voice, "How does your head feel?"
Lukas fought to open his eyes. And when he did, he instantly allowed them to flutter shut. The room was full of sunlight that was seeping in through the blinds, making his head feel like someone banged it into a wall a few times. "Better," he knew he was lying, his pounding head hadn't gotten better, in fact it may have gotten worse, but he wasn't about to tell someone as motherly as Tino was that. He would flip out. And Lukas didn't have the energy to deal with a crazy Tino.
"So... What are we going to do?" Tino asked. Lukas knew exactly what he was talking about. Tino, Tino's boyfriend Berwald, and Lukas were in a small school band, if you could call it that. They had it all figured out. Lukas would play the viola, Berwald would play the piano, Tino would sing, and if they were playing a song with no vocals Tino would play the violin, and their ex-friend/ ex-band member, Danny, would play the cello. They would make music for the Drama Club, compete in playful competitions, and they were also in the Music Club.
Here's how everything went wrong. When they started the band, they were all friends. Near the end of summer break, Berwald and Tino started dating. Openly. A lot of people were fine with, most even suppored it saying they were the cutest couple in school, but a few student found it disgusting. One of those students happened to be Danny. He had left the band saying he wasn't going to hang around a bunch of faggots and that they were disgusting. The scene of him walking out of the music room shouting this and lugging a giant cello with him was quite amusing to Lukas, though he would never show it.
Danny encouraged Lukas to go with him, but that didn't work for two reasons. One: Lukas was loyal to his two best friend's. They all knew each other since fifth grade, and ultimately that were usually together. However, while they were together they were usually doing something quiet, like reading a book, or taking Emil to the park and letting Tino's dog play with Emil. And two: Lukas was gay himself. He never told anyone, not even Tino or Berwald, and he most definitely never told his parents. The thought alone made his stomach churn, making him want to vomit.
Now that they didn't have Danny, they didn't have a cello player. While they could still make music it wasn't the same. They needed the cello to even out the other instruments. Without it they sounded like an incomplete mess. To a lot of people it would seem like an easy problem to fix, after all, they just needed a cello player. The problem is not many people like to lug a giant cello around, they would much rather learn a smaller and easier instrument like a guitar.
"Well, I have a friend in the newspaper club, I can get an ad in tomorrow's school newspaper... Or something." Lukas said, his was heavier and he mumbled the words because of his exhaustion. As soon as he was done talked, Lukas let himself lay down on the bed. Even though the bed had no pillows or blankets on it, Lukas thought it was the softest thing he had ever felt. Lukas didn't bother taking the clip out of his hair, he just let himself drift off into a peaceful sleep.
"That's a great idea, Lukas!" Tino said loudly, causing both Emil and Lukas to stir in their slumber. When Tino saw the peaceful expression on Lukas's face that was almost identical to Emil's, Tino realized he was sleeping. Carefully, he got off the bed, and made his way to his closet. He quietly retrieved a spare pillow and blanket. He walked back to the bed, making sure he didn't step on any toys, and put a blanket over Lukas. Tino was about to lift Lukas's head, when something caught his attention. Lukas had his silver cross clip still in his hair. Tino knew the clip was important to him, so he carefully took it off, and put it on his nightstand next to the forgotten cup of water. Then Tino lifted Lukas's head and slipped the pillow in.
Tino stepped back and admired his work. He loved to see both the brothers so peaceful. And, if he looked really closely, Tino could see Lukas was happy. Although he wasn't smiling or anything like that, Tino could just tell by the Lukas's face looked that he was happy.
Tino heard his phone ring downstairs. Knowing exactly who it was, Tino quickly, but quietly, walked out of the room, big smile plastered on his face.
Mathias sighed as he looked down at his bowl that now only contained milk. He had been stalling as long as he could, but he couldn't stop the inevitable. He knew he had to get ready for school but he really didn't want to! He didn't feel like going to a new school where he would know no one, even though he knew he would probably make friends with everyone there on the first day. He missed his friends back in Denmark! While he still talked to them on the phone, it was never the same. But his dad needed the job he was offered.
Mathias resigned to his fate and grabbed the bowl slowly walking to the sink. After reaching his destination, Mathias put the bowl in the sink, careful not to put it in too hard. He had a tendency to do that, he has broken many dishes before and he didn't feel like explaining to his mother how he broke another one.
Mathias walked up the stairs, he regretted not putting socks on when his feet touched the cold, hard wood. For some god forsaken reason, Mathias's parents had chosen a house with mostly hard wood floors. Mathias quickly ran up the stairs and into his room, where he was greeted with soft, warm carpet under his feet.
Mathias's room was mostly unpacked, the only thing he hadn't unpacked yet was his clothes. There was a box in front of his dresser titled clothing, which, if he was honest, he had tripped over more than ten times in one day. Mathias kneeled in front of the boxes and started rummaging through them. Throwing some of the clothes behind him, effectively making a mess. He didn't stop until he found what he was looking for, a pair of black pants, a red shirt, and a black sweater.
Mathias took off his pajamas and quickly put on his clothes, not wanting to be half-naked in his cold room. After he put his clothes on, Mathias went to the bathroom across the hall. He studied himself in the mirror. In his opinion he was pretty handsome. He had blue eyes, blonde that would stick up in a crazy way, though he would put hair gel in it to make it crazier, he had a strong jawline, and was pretty tall standing at 5'10.
He opened the mirror that doubled as a cabinet and pulled out hair gel and a comb. After making sure his hair was combed, Mathias put the hair gel on his hair and thoroughly combed it through.
Smiling to himself, Mathias went back to his room. He stood in the middle of his room for a few seconds, trying to remember where he put his backpack, before he remembered. He walked over to his closet door, putting his fingers the small crack between the door and the wall, Mathias pulled it open. He was met by the sight of boxes titled clothing and other things as well as a red and black plad backpack.
After Mathias grabbed the backpack and put it on, he mentally went over the things he would need and what he had, once he seemed himself ready, he went to school.
Mathias was sitting at a table in the cafeteria, quietly eating his cafeteria food. He was listening to his new friend, Alfred, say incoherent things. Alfred had snuck in McDonald's and was currently uncontrollably shoving the burgers into his mouth while trying to talk. Mathias had no idea what Alfred was saying but he just nodded his head.
Mathias's other friend, Gilbert, was reading the school newspaper, having already finished his lunch. He was the first one to say something that Mathias could actually understand.
"Who even plays the cello anymore? It's so un-awesome!" Gilbert snorted.
"Haha! Funny that you would say, 'cause I play the cello!" Gilbert was, to say the least, surprised. In his opinion Mathias wasn't the kind of person to play the cell.
"Well, then I guess that makes you un-awesome." Gilbert teased.
"Yeah! I guess so!" Mathias said before adding, "Waht made you way that, anyway?"
"Well it says right here that the music club needs a cello player..." Gilbert trailed off in thought. "Hey! You know what? You should join the music club! They have a lot of weird people there, but you're weird too, so it'd work out just fine!"
"Well I have been wanting to start playing again..."
"See! It was fate!" Alfred had finally finished all the burgers and decided to join the conversation.
"Yeah! You know what? I'm gonna join tomorrow!" Mathias anounced.
"Awesome," As soon as the word left his mouth, the bell rang signaling it was time for the next class.
A/N That was the prologue! I hope you like it! I know I should be working on my other fic, Secrets, but I just couldn't get the idea out of my head! Please review! And hopefully I'll see you next chapter! Bye!
P.S. This chapter is the re-written version. I didn't like the original so I re-wrote it.