AN: This is a short, terrible Alvittany drabble dedicated to one of my best friends, Brittany. I told her to give me two words to write an Alvittany drabble off of, and she gave me 'tease' and 'hands'. I didn't write as much as I wanted for it, but I can't write the last scene I want so yeah. Here, enjoy hopefully!

Smack! Alvin Seville fell to the ground, clutching his head with a groan. He really needed to stop getting so distracted in Gym class, he may have been hard-headed, but even his head couldn't take this much trauma.

He heard laughter, and glanced over to where she stood. His arch-rival -and the love of his life- Brittany Miller.

He watched her smirk widen, and her eyelids lower, as she looked at him.

"Good job, Alvin." She examined her nails for a moment before shifting her eyes back in his direction.

"Shut up, Brittany!" He growled and stood up, glancing over at her with a scowl once on his feet.

That was a dire mistake, however, as another ball smacked Alvin upside the head and knocked him to the ground once more.

He didn't get it. Gym was his best class, he was one of the top gym students! He'd always been great at dodge ball!

He finally admitted defeat and went to go sit with all the looser geeks who had gotten out.

Now he could watch her safely. A goofy grin planted itself on Alvin's face as he watched her. She flitted around gracefully, dodging each and every ball that came her way.

But that's not really what he was watching...

Brittany was wearing those shorts again. Those shorts drove him insane. They were short, they were tight, and he had no idea how she managed to wear them in gym class.

Every time she wore them, though, it drove him crazy, and she knew it. He could tell by the look in her eyes. She was teasing him.

Not that he minded.

He was so lost thinking about those booty shorts, that he didn't notice the whistle had been called and the game was over. He was in a bit of a daze.

"You're a pig." He looked up to see Brittany herself standing directly in front of him, her hands on her hips and a scowl on her face. He smirked at her.

"And you're a tease." She was still wearing them. He swore, if she did this to him much longer, he would struggle to keep his hands to himself.

Brittany just rolled her eyes, flipped her hair, and sauntered off into the girls locker room, Alvin eying her the entire way.

Within moments, he found himself in there, too.

Luckily there were no more classes using the gym that day.

Thanks for reading!