Alvin Seville banged his head over and over on the hard tan surface of his desk. He never expected the last day of school to be this boring.
"Pssst," Alvin whispered to his brother, Simon, who was busily taking notes on the teacher's lecture about "having a safe summer." Simon looked at him with a "don't bother me or you die" look. Alvin sank low in his chair.
"Pssst, Brittany," he whisper-yelled to the chipette on the other side of him. She looked up from her fashion magazine with her eyebrow raised.
"You have something really gross on your face," he said with a fake disgusted look on his face. She gasped and studied her reflection in her compact mirror.
Alvin smiled slyly. "Oh wait, that is your face."
He burst out laughing as she crossed her arms with a mad and embarrassed look on her face.
"Alvin, you are the most-"
BRRRRING! The bell signaled that everyone was finally free. A couple of hoots and hollers later, the chipmunks and chipettes headed for the door.
"Jeanette, would you like to come to the new exhibit at the science museum with me later?" Simon asked his girlfriend. She nodded, blushing.
"Eleanor! Wait up! Would you like to go on a picnic later?" Theodore asked nervously.
"I'd love to," Eleanor replied, fluttering her eyelashes.
Brittany looked at her sisters and sighed. They all had dates, and she didn't even have a boyfriend. A good one, that is.
"Hey Brittany," Alvin said, walking over to her. She looked at him hopefully. Perhaps this was the day he would finally-
"Your shoes are untied," he said flatly. She sighed, disappointed.
"Yeah, I guess they are," she replied. More than anything she wished she could melt into the ground and never come out.
"Well, bye," he said, walking away. Brittany turned around and tried to hold back tears.
Later at the Miller home. . .
"Oh, Alvin is so… so… ugh!" Brittany yelled.
"We know Brittany. We know. Hey, could you pass the potatoes?" Eleanor asked, her arm outstretched. Brittany rolled her eyes and handed her sister the bowl.
"I mean, have you ever met someone so conceited and big headed?" she continued.
Jeanette opened her mouth to say something, but decided to close it.
"Don't answer that," Brittany said.
"Don't worry, dear," Ms. Miller said. "Why I remember a cocky young man I met in Egypt… or was it Madagascar?"
Brittany sighed and picked at her dinner.
"Hey are you gonna finish that?"
Eleanor was interrupted by a faint beeping coming from her pocket.
She took out her cell phone and giggled. "It's Theodore! Sorry, I have to take this."
Brittany scoffed as Eleanor ran up the stairs to their room.
"Seriously! I'll be turning thirteen next week, and Alvin and I haven't gone on one date yet," Brittany moaned. "Why can't we go back to the good old days when we were eight? We had so many adventures." She looked up with a dreamy expression. They used to have so much fun, but now that they were older things had changed.
"It's okay, Brittany," said Jeanette, patting her sister on the back. "Alvin just doesn't see what's right in front of him."
Brittany twisted a lock of red hair on her finger and sighed. "Like I would even want to date such a brat."