Hey guys, here's my latest edition. Hope you enjoy and reviews are greatly appreciated, thanks :)
The chipmunks are 16 in this fic
It was a sunny Friday at West Eastman High and the chipmunks were in the dinner hall with their counterparts, the chipettes, seated around the same table. A heated conversation was in occurrence between Alvin and Simon and the rest of the gang watched in awe. "The point is that I don't like you hanging around those jerks, Alvin." Simon half-yelled, discretely pointing a thumb over his shoulder to a group of 4 trouble makers who had taken Alvin under their wing as such, after they saw him make the touchdown of the season in last weeks game. The gang stood up and ambled out of the dinner hall, laughing and joking.
Alvin's face contorted into a frown and barked back at Simon. "Those jerks are my friends, Simon. And their better friends to me than you're being."
Simon frustratedly pinch the bridge of his nose over his glasses and sighed, lowering his voice. "I'm not trying to be your friend, Alvin I'm trying to look out for you. I'm trying to do what is best for you by trying to persuade you not to hang around with those dicks."
"You're not the boss of me, Simon. I'll hang around with who I want. You're just jealous because I'm friends with the most popular group in the school." Alvin retorted sitting back in his chair, smirking as he folded his arms.
"Alvin, I can't even begin to explain how ridiculous you sound." groaned Simon, clearly beginning to lose his temper. This statement made Alvin cross and he quickly stood up and slammed his fists down on the table. His chair slid backwards and fell over. Alvin's face folded into a fierce look of anger. "No, you're the ridiculous one. I'll hang around with whoever the fuck I want and you can't do nothing to stop me!". Half the room turned and watched as Alvin threw his bag over his shoulder and burst through the exit of the canteen. The rest that were seated around the table sat in a statuesque fashion in stunned silence.
Alvin silently wandered the corridors of the school with his face creased into a sincere frown. "He can't tell me who I can and can't hang around with." Alvin said to himself, quietly. "Just because he doesn't have friends, doesn't mean he gets to pick mine."
Alvin walked briskly down the corridor with his hood up and his hands in the large pocket of his hoodie. As he was about to swing open a door to exit the building, Alvin heard his name being called over the noise of the buzzing corridor. He stopped abruptly and turned around. He saw one of his "bad friends", as Simon referred to them, walking through the crowded corridor towards him. He could tell by the distinct, gruff voice that it was Marco. He reached Alvin and they fist bumped. "What's up, A-man, you're lookin' a little vexed." Marco questioned, lightly hitting Alvin just below his shoulder.
"Ah it's nothin'. Just my nerdy brother getting on my back about shit." Alvin replied, trying to brush the question off as nothing.
Marco raised an eyebrow. He could tell he was angrier than he was letting on. If he was going to get to the bottom of this, he'd have to be persistent.
"Come on, Alvin, I know it's more than that. I've never seen you this pissed." Marco said, determined to get to the root of Alvin's anger.
Alvin sighed. He knew he wasn't getting away from this. "He thinks I'm getting involved with a bad crowd and that you're trouble-makers."
Marco tutted in annoyance. "Don't worry about it A-Don, he's just jealous like 90% of the people in school who wanna be like us."
"Yeah, that's it." Alvin nodded.
Marco looked around to see if there were any teachers in earshot then leaned in towards Alvin. "Hey, I know what will calm you down."
"What?" Alvin questioned curiously.
"How about you come for a smoke round the back of the bike shed." Marco answered with a mischievous smile on his face.
Alvin instantly felt uneasy and nervous. He had never smoked before and this was the first time he had ever been offered in the time that he had been befriended by the crew. Not wanting to be a wuss, Alvin accepted the offer with a nod. He knew this would earn him points in the group.
After a short walk to the other end of the playground, they arrived at the graffiti covered bike sheds. Alvin and Marco walked around the back to find the group of people that Simon had slated. Carlos, Nico and Rory.
"'Sup, Alvin." Nico greeted. The others simply fist bumped Alvin. Carlos reached into his back pocket and took out a packet of cigarettes, offering them to each person. The offer came to Alvin and he reluctantly removed the cigarette from its box. He was nervous and had never smoked before but if he wanted to belong to this group then he would have to join in. He placed the end in his mouth and Rory offered to light it. Alvin accepted and he held the flame to the tip of the cigarette. He drew a breath in, filling his lungs with smoke then exhaled. Alvin couldn't help but notice how relax he felt in the action.
The rest of the chipmunks where leaving the dinner hall to go to their next class Simon looked up and pondered for a moment. "Jeanette..." he asked looking at his bespectacled counterpart. "What class is next."
"You're favourite class on the whole timetable." Jeanette answered sarcastically.
Simon instantly frowned. "Gym." He groaned. "I'll meet you there, I need to get my gym kit out of my moped."
Simon turned on his heels, as the others carried on, and made his way out of the door to the bike shed that his moped sat beside. He reached his vehicle and continuously cursed under his breath as he lifted the seat of his moped to retrieve his gym bag. As the blue-clad chipmunk was about to lock the bike up, he heard a voice coming from behind the shed. Then another distinct voice that he knew all to well. He quietly snook around the side of the bike shed and slowly poked his head round the corner. His jaw dropped as he watched Alvin lift the cigarette to his lips and take a drag. Simon was shocked. Quietly and quickly he moved away from his position and bolted across the yard to his lesson
A few minutes later the group had finished their cigarettes and discarded the butt in a nearby bush. Carlos turned to Alvin and spoke. "There's a party tomorrow at 29 Baker Street. You wanna be part of this group, you need to be there."
"Yeah course, I'll be there." Alvin almost shouted back. He was overflowing with excitement.
After school, Alvin made his way home separate to the group. He casually walked down the street with a cigarette in his mouth, courtesy of Carlos, occasionally removing it from his lips to exhale the smoke. As he neared his house he flicked the butt into the road and walked up the path. As he opened the door he was greeted by Dave
"Hi, Alvin. Good day at school?" he asked with a smile.
"Yeah, I guess." Alvin replied cautiously.
"I understand that you and Simon had an argument." Dave said with a slight frown appearing.
Alvin hesitated. 'Where is Dave going with this' he thought. 'Does he know about me smoking'.
He gathered his thought and gave a reply. " Yeah, but what's new." He walked past Dave and into the kitchen. On the way past, something caught Dave's nose. He turned to his son frowning in wonderment. "Alvin, why do you smell of cigarette smoke?"
Alvin stopped dead in his tracks and his heart began racing. "Shit." He whispered to himself, almost inaudibly. He racked his brain and quickly came up with an excuse. "Oh, I was walking home with one of my friends who was smoking." he said, trying his hardest not to sound nervous.
"Oh okay, I'd be so disappointed if you smoked, not to mention how angry I'd be. It's a horrible habit." Dave rambled with a frown.
"No way, Dave I'd never smoke. It's nasty." Alvin agreed, almost shaking with nervousness.
"It's good to know I can trust you, son." Smiled Dave putting a loving hand on his shoulder."
Alvin felt a pang of guilt go through him. Dave being mad at him didn't bother him. It's when a parent says they are disappointed that hurts the most.
Alvin desperately had to get away from Dave before he slipped up and gave a clue away. "Anyway, Dave I've got a tonne of homework to do so-err, I'm gonna get right on it." He said, excusing himself from the room.
"Oh ah... Okay, Alvin see you at dinner." Dave was slightly confused at Alvin's behaviour. He normally left homework to the last minute, no matter how much he had to do. He passed it off and carried on with the housework.
Upstairs, Alvin quickly shut the door of the boys bedroom behind him and leaned against it.
"Stressed?"
Alvin jumped in fright as he didn't expect to hear the voice of his younger, bespectacled brother. He turned to see Simon led on his bed with a book on astronomy.
"Not really, why?" Alvin questioned back, completely oblivious to the fact that Simon knew his dirty secret.
"I just thought you might need something." replied Simon, watching his brother grow hot with guilt and worry.
"W-what do you mean, like what?" Alvin returned, stumbling on his words.
"Oh, I don't know maybe a cigarette." Simon said confidently as he closed his book, set it down on the bedside table and stared deep into Alvin eyes.
Alvin's heart almost stopped. "W-what?" He stuttered
"A cigarette. You know, behind the bike shed with your new buddies." Simon elaborated this time.
"H-how do you..." Alvin trailed off realising the amount of trouble he was in.
"I saw you with my own eyes, Alvin. And you know what. I'M DONE WITH YOU. I keep telling you that those dicks are gonna get you into shit but you don't listen. You're too wrapped up in trying to fit in and be popular to give a damn about what you're doing or about other people trying to save you from joining a bad crowd." Simon's eyes began to water and he breathed heavily, trying to calm down. "I'm fucking finished with you." Whispered Simon, letting a tear role down his furry cheek.
"Does this mean you're going to let me get on with my life without getting pissy about everything I do." Alvin retorted smugly.
Simon almost came out of his skin at hearing those words. His anger wouldn't let him control his tone or volume of his voice. "THIS IS EXACTLY WHAT I MEAN. YOU'RE THAT BIG-HEADED AND ARROGANT, YOU'RE COMPLETELY BLIND TO SOMEONE WHO IS TRYING TO HELP YOU."
"STOP TRYING THEN." Alvin screamed back.
"I already have." Simon whispered before opening the door to leave. "And when it all goes wrong. I won't be there for you to run back to."
WELL THAT'S THE FIRST CHAPTER FINISHED. STAY TUNED FOR THE NEXT :)
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