Old Flame

Chapter 1

XOXOXOXOXO

Author's Note: Hey all! I decided to upload some other story ideas other than my main project, "Take Me Away". This one centers around one of my favorite pairings, AlvinxBrittany! But, I also added in a character that's pretty well-known, but I hate her guts, ha ha. But she's good for the story.

Also, as a side-note, this is very loosely tied in with "Take Me Away". However, it's not required that you read both stories to get the plot in either one. Just an extra!

All of my chipmunk stories are based around the CGI universe.

A wolf whistle came from the top of a tree, startling the small girl underneath. She whirled around, only to see a very ruffled and unkempt male chipmunk sitting on a low branch of the tree, a devilish grin on his face. She rolled her eyes, placing a hand on her hip as she turned to face him. He leaned in, wiggling his eyebrows.

"Hey, sweet cheeks! How about coming over here and keeping me company?" he suggested. Now that she got a good look at him, she noticed that one of his two front teeth were missing. Her lip curled in disgust. Alright. No need to get hostile.

"Tempting," she forced politely, cringing inwardly. "But no thanks."

She turned away from him, making her way towards a group of her friends who were waiting for her near the steps of West Eastman High. She heard a pair of feet land not too far behind her. Oh, lord. Why can't he take a hint?

He walked next to her, placing a dirty paw on her pretty, light pink jacket. Taking a deep breath, she removed his hand, stepping away from him.

"I said, 'no thanks.'" she repeated, a hint of warning in her voice. The rejected chipmunk timidly stepped away, looking down. She stared at him for a couple of seconds before he quickly scurried off, back into the tree he came from. Satisfied, she continued to make her way towards her friends.

"Stuck-up bitch!"

Her eyes widened, her cheeks burning a bright red. She whirled around, glaring at him. He grinned, his snaggle-puss showing for all to see. Her little paws clenched tightly, trembling slightly. Oh, how she wanted to go up in that tree and tear him a new one. But, she had appearances to maintain, and there were too many popular teens around her for her to risk making a scene.

Using all of her willpower, Brittany set off towards her friends, still fuming. Oh, he's lucky. Very lucky. If this was before I became a huge pop star, he'd be missing a lot more teeth than he does now. He's also lucky no one can understand him, since he can't speak human. He would really be in trouble.

Stephanie, a pretty blonde in the same grade as Brittany, smiled brightly. "Hey, Britt! About time you made it! What took you so long?"

"Ah, some bum tried to hit on me," she grumbled, looking down at the smudge on her shoulder. "Does anyone have a tissue I can use?"

Kayla, a timid but very pretty African American girl, offered her a tissue from her purse. "Here you go, Britt."

"Thank you!" Brittany smiled, scrubbing the blemish from her shoulder. She was still fuming from the encounter with that jerk.

Stephanie grinned down at the pink clad Chipette. "You said someone was hitting on you, eh? Was it Alvin?"

"I said it was a bum, Stephanie!" Brittany laughed. She made no secret, at least to her close friends, that she was attracted to Alvin Seville; the world famous rock star. She had had a crush on him ever since she first saw him perform two years ago. It was always her wish to one day meet him on her way to stardom, but she never expected to live under the same roof as him! What luck!

"Oh~ that's right! I forgot, Alvin is like your knight in shining armor!" Stephanie pretended she was feeling faint, batting her eyelashes comically. Brittany grinned, rolling her eyes playfully. She's so silly!

"Oh, hush! You're so corny!" she squeaked, smiling. Stephanie was a very close friend of hers. She, unlike some of the other students, readily accepted her and made her feel right at home at West Eastman. Brittany had discovered Stephanie had always been a huge fan of the Chipmunks, especially Alvin. However, Stephanie didn't harbor any romantic feelings towards him. Which Brittany was relieved to hear. That would have been really weird.

Christina furrowed a brow, folding her arms. Christina was the new girl in school, having shortly joined after the Chipmunks and the Chipettes. Her parents were from the Philippines, and were both successful councilors. Of course, her family was very well-off, spoiling their only daughter with almost anything she wanted. While Christina meant well, she could be a bit insensitive and not think before she spoke.

"That's so cute. The cool couple, the nerdy couple, and the fat couple! You all should totally date," she said.

Ugh. That's just like Christina to say something like that! And where does she get off calling Jeanette a nerd and Eleanor fat? Brittany thought angrily.

Brittany shook her head, deciding to ignore the rude comments about her sisters for now. "Christina, it's way too soon for that. We're all just friends!"

Christina shrugged. "Alright, alright. I just wish something would happen to liven things up a bit."

"You're actually wishing for drama?" Kayla said incredulously, shaking her head. Brittany waved off the idea.

"Oh, it's okay! I don't think she meant it that way," she giggled. The school bell rang and the four girls made their way towards their respective homerooms.

Besides, I can take my time. There's nothing that could stand in my way anyway, right?

We were both young when I first saw you.

I close my eyes and the flashback starts,

I'm standing there on a balcony

In summer air.

A wing adjusted the volume control on the almost brand new recording machine. "Mm.. good, good! Keep going."

See the lights, see the party, the ball gowns.

I see you make your way through the crowd and say 'hello'

Little did I know

The owner in front of her held up his wing, signaling for her to stop. She obeyed as he turned off the equipment.

"That was great, Charlene! Your voice is so angelic," he praised, showing her an approved grin. She smiled back at him, thankful for the compliment.

"Thank you, Storm. I've been wanting to let you hear that song for ages!" she said, hopping down from the cardboard shoebox he had her stand on.

"You've got a real talent, no doubt about that," Storm mused, walking over to her. "I wish you'd let me manage you! You don't need the humans to be big, you know."

She smiled again. The offer was very tempting, but she had a plan already laid out.

About a year ago, she had been shocked to see Alvin and his two younger brothers appear on a wide screen video billboard not too far from the forest. She had been worried sick when the trio had suddenly gone missing for several weeks. She remembered many of the sleepless nights she had, terrified at the thought of him being picked off by a predator. No one in the forest knew where the trio had disappeared to, and she almost gave up hope of ever seeing Alvin again. Then, one day, her mother informed her that Alvin and his brothers had made it as huge singing sensations!

I couldn't believe it then. I couldn't believe that a human actually took them in, adopted them, and even managed them as one of the most popular bands in the world. But they're not the only ones who can speak human, or sing well for that matter. I'm going to make it big too, and finally see him again!

"No thank you, Storm. The only way I can see Alvin again is if I get one of those humans to represent me," she explained, looking in a small mirror propped up against the wall. She smoothed out her long, blonde ponytail. She admired her soft, sun-kissed fur as well. She kept it well-groomed and regularly washed, with hardly a hair out of place. Her hair was long, potentially reaching the ground if she didn't keep it in a ponytail. Her dark blue eyes easily caught anyone's attention. Yes, I guess you could say I'm quite the catch.

Storm sighed, slightly disappointed. "That's too bad... but I understand. Though, I wonder how you're going to rekindle your relationship with the guy."

Charlene furrowed a brow. "What do you mean?"

"You know! Brittany. She's the leader of the Chipettes, and, from what I hear, she and Alvin might have a thing for each other. At least, that's what the rumors say," he said, ruffling his neat feathers. Charlene folded her arms, smirking.

"Ah. Her," Charlene flipped her hair. "I'm not too worried about her. She wouldn't know even half of the things I know about him."

Storm chuckled awkwardly. "Oh dear! Come now, Charlene, shes probably a really sweet girl."

Charlene scoffed, shaking her head. "I doubt it. She screams 'attention whore' to me."

Storm shook his head, his smile fading. "Anyway, Charlene. I wish you'd reconsider. But, I respect your decision. Good luck!"

Charlene smiled, sincerely glad to have a friend like him. As unnatural a relationship as it was, a chipmunk and an owl.

"The next time you'll see me, I'll be a big star," she said confidently, waving at him as she made her way out of the abandoned music studio's window, and back towards her home she shared with her mother, father and younger brother.

Look out, world. Here comes Charlene.

Alvin closed his locker, only after making sure his hair was neatly smoothed down. He had Social Studies next; and that meant that a certain pink hottie was going to be there...

He smiled to himself, thinking about her. He never thought he'd ever meet a girl that could make his heart skip beats. Not only was she beautiful, but she was also sweet, caring, and strong-willed. Sure, she and Alvin would butt heads at times: they were both equally stubborn (or at least that was what Simon had told him). But he couldn't bring himself to stay angry at her for very long. Yup, Brittany's definitely my type of girl.

He rushed towards the classroom, making it inside just before the bell rang. Mr. Duskmore was very strict about tardiness, and wouldn't hesitate to close the door on any students who dared to be late to class. Even if it was an international rock star like himself!

"Alright, take your seats. Let's get down to business," the teacher said gruffly, straightening out his shirt as he made his way towards the front of the room. A few groans could be heard around the classroom. Social Studies was one of the most boring subjects in the history of boredom, no doubt about it. "Aw, come on. I have something fun planned for today!"

Alvin settled next to Brittany, who smiled at him. He grinned back. He returned his gaze to Mr. Duskmore.

"I'm going to put you all into partners for a project come next week. I want you all to create a booklet about your favorite place in the world. Any county at all. That would include the languages, religions, cultural holidays, famous monuments, and other unique information about that country," he continued, pacing in front of the large blackboard. Many excited whispers floated around the classroom at this announcement. Even Alvin was interested, and he hated schoolwork!

"Oh, I want to do a booklet on Canada!"

"I want to do mine on London!"

"I'm doing one on Ireland! That's where my mom's from."

Mr. Duskmore raised a hand to quiet the class. "Now, I'll let you all choose your partners when we start next week. I trust you all to work hard and diligently, since this can make or break your grade..."

Alvin tuned out the rest of his words, turning towards Brittany again with a wide grin. "Hey, Britt."

Brittany looked away from Mr. Duskmore, her stunning blue eyes looking into his hazel ones. "Yes, Alvin?"

He gulped. Oh great. Why am I getting so nervous? I don't remember being so nervous around a girl in a long time...

"How about being my partner?" he asked confidently, flashing her his best smile. Brittany grinned, looking up at the ceiling as if she were in deep consideration.

"Well~ I don't know. I mean, I'm sure I'll get so many offers," she said teasingly. Alvin smirked, leaning in.

"Oh, come on!" he said, giving her his signature puppy-dog eyes.

She giggled, poking his nose playfully. "I'd love to. But you better not distract me!"

"Me? A distraction? Never!... unless you want me to be?" he wiggled his eyebrows suggestively. The redhead laughed, nudging his shoulder.

"As if!" she said, though it sounded like she found the offer tempting. Alvin grinned.

"I know you want me, Britt. Admit it!" he snickered.

"Alvin Seville! Would you like to share with the class as to why Ms. Brittany would 'want' you?" Mr. Duskmore said, tapping his foot in annoyance. The rest of the class turned around to look at the pair, snickering. Brittany's cheeks blushed bright pink, hiding her face in her hands. Alvin looked away, rubbing the back of his head.

"Eh heh... sorry about that," he laughed, trying to hide his embarrassment. Mr. Duskmore snorted and returned to the blackboard.

Smooth, Alvin. Real smooth.

Author's Note: I rather like how this first chapter came out!

I hope you enjoyed reading this. I plan to do another story, more than likely focusing on Theodore and Eleanor, because they don't get enough love. ;u;

Suggestions are greatly appreciated, whether I actually write them in or not.

Thanks for reading!