When I was younger, I fell in love.
I fell in love with a boy who I thought loved me too.
Let me tell you, it was the stupidest mistake I ever made.
He broke my heart. No, wait, he crushed my heart, then chopped it up and pounded it.
How? By hitting on my sister.
Don't bother asking for the full story. I told myself I'd forget about him the moment I caught him trying to get it on with Jeanette.
But I didn't…at least, not for a while. How could I? I was hurt and broken. I was tricked and it was painful.
I thought we had something special, but I should have known that good things never last.
Never.
I realized life isn't just some fairytale. You meet a guy, fall in love and live happily ever after. No, it's not like that at all. In fact, I found my self quite stupid for even thinking such a thing was possible in the first place.
That's why I promised myself I'd never trust in love. I told myself I'll never fall in love with anyone ever again.
And I didn't. 5 years later, I'm still here, still alive and still loveless, but who cares? I'm happy. That's what really counts, right?
…Okay, fine, maybe I'm not that happy. I'm actually miserably jealous, to be exact. Wherever I turn, I always find couples snuggling, holding hands and whatnot. It seems as though the world is deliberately taunting me.
Well, I have only one answer to that.
Fuck you, world.
I wanna love again. I mean, who doesn't? Love is what makes the world go round. It's what gives life purpose. But I can't. I just can't bring myself to risk being hurt all over again.
I spent 5 years faking smiles, telling people I'm all right when I'm really not. I spent 5 years distracting myself from love and from my needs. I lived life as a lie. That is, until my life suddenly decided to take a sudden twist, and it all started on the day I knew would change my life forever.
College.
My sisters and I were 18, adults, and ready to head off and live our own lives. Playtime was over. No more childish pranks, no more playing with Barbie dolls, and no more dreaming of impossible shit. It was time for us to face reality and be on our own, and let me tell you, it scared me like hell.
"Girls, I just want you three to know that you'll always be my little girls, no matter where you are, Don't hesitate to run to me if you have any problems or if you just need someone to talk to, okay?" Miss Miller said, wiping a few tears from her eyes. "I'm sorry, girls. It's just that it seems like only yesterday you three were still in diapers." She chuckled.
I heard Eleanor and Jeanette giggle, and I couldn't help but giggle as well. Still, laughing couldn't stop me from tearing up when it was time for us to leave. "Miss Miller…I-I just wanna say thank you. Thank you for everything you've done." I said and tried my best to beam.
She smiled back. I'm seriously gonna miss that warm smile of hers. "I'm gonna miss you girls so much." She said as she pulled us into one final hug. "We'll miss you too." We all said.
Especially me. I hugged Miss Miller as tight as possible. "Remember dears, whatever happens, just make the best of it. You three stick together, okay?" She said. "We promise." After saying goodbye for the hundredth time, we finally hopped in the car and drove off. I could still see Miss Miller's waving reflection in the mirror out of the corner of my eye. I watched as she grew smaller and smaller and smaller until finally, she disappeared.
I sighed, and kept my focus on the road.
We were finally on our own.
College. A fresh new start awaits you, Britt.
The drive took us a total of 4 hours, breaks and rest stops included. It would have taken us only 3 hours if Eleanor didn't drink all that lemon fizz juice before she left. I mentally shook my head.
We arrived at the school at around 3 in the afternoon.
"Let's go get settled in." suggested Eleanor, grabbing her suitcase and duffel bag from the trunk of the car. "Yeah…that is, if we can actually find our room. This place is huge!" Jeanette exclaimed while scanning the area. I looked around and realized how big the school was and how embarrassing it would be if we got lost on our first day. "Let's go ask someone." I said.
The three of us took our bags and went to the main entrance. It was empty. "The other students are probably in their dorms now." Jeanette said, "Maybe if we all look around, we can find where the dorms are."
I nodded and put my bags on a nearby table. We all wandered around the place, trying to familiarize ourselves, but to no avail. We even forgot where we put our bags at one point. Luckily, we were able to find our way back to the main hall. Unluckily, however, we were back to square one.
"How the hell do they expect the students to not be late when they're getting lost in this huge ass place of theirs?" I scoffed. I was clearly annoyed, but mostly exhausted. I just wanted to find my dorm, call dibs on a bed and lie down until dinner was ready.
"You'll get used to it, Britt. I mean, we'll be living here for 4 years. I'm sure we'll find our way around the campus in no time." Jeanette said.
I just rolled my eyes. "Well, if I can remember right, " I said, trying to recall the orientation we had 4 weeks ago, "the principal said something about the dorms being in the east wing. Uh, that's this way, I think." I pointed in to one direction. Jeanette shook her head. "No, I'm pretty sure east is this way." She said, pointing to the opposite direction.
I shook my head as well. "This way." I nodded towards where I pointed earlier. "We're in the main hall, so the dorms should be over there."
Jeanette rolled her eyes. "Actually, we're facing the back of the main entrance, Britt. If that were the case, then east would be this way." Eleanor looked at me, then at Jeanette, then back at me. "Guys, why don't we just split up? That way, you don't have to fight."
"We're not fighting, Ellie. We're just…having a headed conversation, that's all. Besides, we don't need to split up because I'm the eldest and I say we go this way." I crossed my arms.
Jeanette snorted. "Everyone knows I'm smarter, so I say we go this way."
"Just because you're smart doesn't mean you're always right, Jeanette." I sneered. Eleanor was trying to break us up, but Jeanette and I were too full of pride to do anything.
"I never said I was." She retorted. Great. Just great. First day of college and I'm already lost and quarrelling with my sister. Not to mention, my hair is a mess cause of this stupid weather. Ugh. I mentally sighed. Okay Britt, for Eleanor's sake, just lower your pride and apologize to Jeanette. After all, things can't get any worse, right?
"Well, well, well, if it isn't Britt, Jeanie and Elle. What a surprise seeing you three here."
My eyes widened at the sound of that voice. It was so familiar. No…it couldn't be….could it? I slowly turned around and came face-to-face with a cocky smirk I'd recognize absolutely anywhere.
Alvin Seville.
Alvin was this obnoxious kid who lived just down the street from my house. We met when we were about 5 years old. How? Well, it all started during preschool.
My sisters and I were all set for school, and I was looking fabulously gorgeous, as usual. I wore a cute pink dress with matching pink shoes and of course, a pink bag.
It was during Math time when a man suddenly came in the classroom clutching a little boy in red. He was obviously trying to get out of the man's grip, but the man didn't have any of that.
"So sorry everyone." The man apologized. He turned to our teacher, Ms. Summers. "Please forgive my boy, Ms. Summers, it's his first day of class and well, Alvin isn't really that enthusiastic about going to school." He rubbed the back of his neck.
Ms. Summers smiled. "Oh, that's alright, Dave. It can be a bit hard for a child to go to school, but I'm sure Alvin will make lots of new friends today. Right Alvin?"
The boy called Alvin just crossed his arms. "Hmph."
"I should probably warn you, Ms. Summers, Alvin is a very…uh…adventurous and curious boy, and he often gets into trouble. If anything happens, just call me."
Ms. Summers waved a dismissive hand. "Oh, that won't be necessary. We've had tons of troublemakers here before. I'm sure we'll be able to handle Alvin well. Now, you go along Mr. Seville. Just leave Alvin over there with his brothers."
The man sat Alvin down beside two boys. One was wearing blue with glasses and the other one was sorta chubby and was wearing green. So those are his brothers, huh? Uh, Simone and Theodore, if I'm not mistaken.
The man then smiled at Ms. Summers, gave Alvin a don't-get-into-any-kind-of-trouble-or-else look, apologized to the class once more, then finally left.
I glanced at Alvin. He still had his arms crossed and was glaring at the floor. He probably noticed I was looking at him because the moment Ms. Summers announced it was recess, he came up to me and said, "What the heck were you looking at, pinky?"
Pinky?
I had the sudden urge to make this kid cry. "Not you, if that's what you're thinking, redhead. The name's Brittany, by the way, dork."
"Oh, Brattney? That's a nice name. It suits you. I saw you looking at me, you know. I bet it was cause I'm oh so good looking." He said.
Why that little egomaniac! I'll show him.
"First of all, it's BRITTNEY, with an I. Second, I'm not a brat, you ego jerk. And third, don't flatter yourself. The only reason I was looking at you was because those shoes definitely don't go with that stupid shirt of yours. It's like so 70's." I rolled my eyes and went back to my conversation with my sisters.
I felt someone tap my shoulders. I turned and saw him holding a cup of orange juice above my head.
"Don't you dare." I glared at him.
He smirked and let go of the cup. "Oopsies."
And that was the day I started hating Alvin Seville.
"Oh my gosh, Alvin!"
My sisters' voices snapped me back to reality.
They ran over and hugged him. He hugged them back, of course, being the enormous flirt that he is. He looked towards my direction, probably expecting me to run into his arms. As if.
My sisters started bombarding him with questions like, "Where's Simon?" and "Is Theo here too?" but I broke up their little "reunion" by reminding them we were supposed to be looking for our dorms.
I turned to Alvin and glared at him.
"What the hell are you doing here, Seville?" I asked as icily as I could.
"Glad to see you too. I'm here to study, duh. And since when were we on a last name basis, Miller?" He said, his smirk never faltering. "I didn't think you'd be the kind of chick to come here though, Britt. I didn't know they were accepting clowns in this school."
I narrowed my eyes. "First of all, we've been on a last name basis since you first ruined my life, which was when we first met. Second, I'm not a clown, you psycho jackass! If I knew that this school let scumbags like you in, I'd never have come here in the first place."
He frowned. "Take it easy on the insults, Britt, I'm still human, you know. That hurt."
I smirked. "Good for you. Now, if you don't mind, my sisters and I are trying to find our dorm, so get your stupid face out of here."
He paused, and looked up, as if thinking, then said, "Nah. I'll help you guys." Eleanor beamed. "Really? Thanks, Alvin, you're such a good friend!"
I rolled my eyes and ignored my sister. "We don't need your help, Seville. We can manage on our own. Like I said, we're trying to look for our dorm, so just leave."
"Yeah, well, the keyword here is trying, Britt. You're trying, but not succeeding." He said.
"Who said we weren't succeeding?" I asked angrily.
He rubbed his chin. "Well, seeing as you three are still here and," he pointed towards our luggage, "those aren't unpacked yet then I'm guessing you guys are lost and clueless. Am I right?"
I huffed and crossed my arms. I couldn't deny that he was right, but that didn't mean I was gonna admit it in front of his face. "Well?" He smirked, already knowing my answer.
"…Fine." I grumbled, and he grinned, which annoyed me even more.
"I just wanna say that this is the ONLY time I'm ever asking you for help, Seville." I poked his chest. "Sure, whatever you say, Brittney." He said sarcastically which caused me to glare at him. He laughed. "Geez, you need to chillax more."
"I'll chillax when I get to my friggin dorm." I said.
"Okay, okay. What's your dorm number?"
Eleanor piped in. "It's B1—" I covered her mouth before she could say anything else. "Like we'd tell you, Alvin. You'd probably stalk us or prank us in the middle of the night or something." Eleanor squirmed, her protests still muffled by my hand.
"Well, hate to break your heart, but I'm not a rapist. Although pranking you in the middle of the night might not be a bad idea." He grinned that stupid grin of his. I just wanted to wipe it off his face. He was really getting on my nerves.
"Don't you even try it, Seville."
He raised his brow. "What happened to 'Alvin'? What, we're back with the last name basis again, Miller?"
"Just tell us where the dorms are before I rearrange your face." I showed him a fist. He put his hands up. "Alright, alright, geez. You might wanna let go of Elle, first."
I realized I was still holding my baby sister and immediately released her. "Sorry Eleanor." I grinned at her sheepishly. She spat a few times, trying to rid the taste of my hand on her mouth.
I turned to Alvin. "Where are the dorms?"
He pointed behind me. "Right there. Just down the hall."
The three of us turned around and I felt my cheeks go red. The dorms were behind us all this time? Oh my god, I feel so stupid! Not to mention this all happened in front of Alvin. He'll never let this one go…
I could see Alvin trying to suppress his laughter. Yeah, like he said to me earlier, trying. Is he succeeding?
That would be a big no.
I became even redder. Whether with anger or embarrassment, I had no idea.
I glared at him. "Oh, shut up!" I said and stomped toward the dorms. "Come on, Eleanor, Jeanette."
My two sisters trailer behind me….along with the jackass. I stopped, groaned and faced him. "Are you deliberately trying to make me mad by following me?" I put my hands on my hips. I was getting sick of Alvin, and it hasn't even been a single day. And to think I have to put up with him for the next four years.
Oh god, Lord knows I'll never survive college with him around.
"Chillax. I live here too. I'm just going to my dorm room." He said, walking away. "Besides, who'd wanna follow a snooty, snobby diva all day, anyway?"
….He did not just say that.
"You did not just say that."
He pretended to look confused. "Say what? That you're a snooty, snobby diva?" He smirked. I could tell he was enjoying this.
"Well, let me tell you something, Mr. I'm-better-than-everyone-else." I pushed his chest. "You are a jerk! In fact, you're the biggest jerk I've ever met in my entire life! I'd rather kiss a toad than be in the same school as you!"
Jeanette tugged my arm. "Britt, stop it."
I pulled my arm back. "No! I hate you Alvin Seville! I hate you! You're such an asshole!" I was so mad and frustrated.
I looked at Alvin and saw a look of hurt in his eyes.
He sighed. "…Alright, Britt. If you hate me so much, I guess I'll just leave." He turned his back towards us and started to walk away.
I suddenly felt extremely guilty. Well, sure, I hated Alvin, but I didn't mean to hurt his feelings I wanted to apologize, but my pride got in the way. Even if it was the right thing to do, I just couldn't bring myself to do it.
I didn't know what to say…what he'd say. I didn't even know if he'd turn around. I sighed and started walking toward the dorms, but before I knew it I turned and his name slipped out of my lips before I could even think.
"Alvin…" I half yelled, half whispered.
What the hell I was doing, I had no idea.
I saw him stop, but he didn't turn around. I took a step forward. "A-Alvin?" I called out.
Still no response.
"A-Alvin, I-I…." I started, but I just couldn't say it.
"You what, Brittany?"
I bit my lip and closed my eyes. "A-Alvin, I'm s—" I was suddenly cut off by a gurgling sound. I opened my eyes and saw Alvin shaking. Wait, was he….laughing?
I gaped at him with my mouth wide open. "Wh-Wha….Why are you…?"
He kept laughing. "I'm sorry, I couldn't take it anymore! You're such an easy target, Britt! I can't believe you actually fell for that, ahahahah!"
….I didn't know whether to be relieved or angry.
"Th-This was all a joke?" I asked.
He nodded, still laughing his ass off.
I had a sudden urge to strangle that jerk.
"I can't believe you, Alvin! You…You really ARE an asshole!" I yelled.
"I was born that way, baby." He winked at me.
I crossed my arms. "And to think I actually…ugh!"
He chuckled. "Sticks and stones may break my bones, but Britt can never hurt me. When will you ever learn that nothing that comes from you can ever affect me, Britt?"
"I'll show you hurt!" I said and got ready to punch Alvin in the face but my sisters stopped me.
"Brittany, relax. It was just a harmless prank." Said Jeanette.
"Harmless? I felt sorry for that jerk! How the hell is that harmless? Do you have any idea what I almost did?"
"Uh, apologized?" Alvin butted in.
I snapped my fingers. "Exactly! I almost apologized. To you, of all people! Ugh."
He laughed again. "Lighten up, Britt."
"Lighten up? LIGHTEN UP? I'LL—" I stopped myself. Do I really wanna pick another fight with Alvin? I'll be seeing that jerk every single day for four years. Like Miss Miller said, I should make the best of it.
But then again…there's nothing good about Alvin, so how the hell do I make the best of that?
I sighed, closed my eyes and rubbed my temples. "You know what, I don't want another headache, so we're just going to head on to our dorm now."
Alvin put his hand on my forehead. "Are you feeling okay, Britt?" He asked.
I swatted it away. "Well, of course I'm not feeling okay. You're here."
"Yeah, but this is like the first time you've ever ended a fight calmly without yelling back at me or anything. Ooh, Britt's going soft! Oh wait, of course you're going soft. I mean, you did almost apologize to me earlier."
I rolled my eyes (God knows how many times I've done that already but it's hard not to when Alvin's around). "Almost. Just almost."
"Yeah, but if I didn't break my act, you would have." He smirked. Was this guy seriously trying to start another fight?
"Whatever. Let's just go." I said. I picked up my bags. I saw Alvin help Eleanor by carrying one of her bags. Since when the hell has he become a gentleman? My sisters and I headed toward the dorms and Alvin jogged after us. "Need help?" He asked me.
"From you? No thanks."
He rolled his eyes. "It's just a hand Britt. What, are you afraid I might spread my germs on your bag, cause that's so preschool."
"Fine. If you wanna help, just show us where our dorm room is." I said.
"How can I if you won't even tell me where you guys are staying."
"Room B12." Jeanette said. "Jeanette!" I glared at her. She shrugged. "Look Britt, I'm tired of listening to you and Alvin fight all day. I just wanna get it over with and find our dorm so I can sleep."
Eleanor nodded in agreement. I turned my attention back to Alvin, and noticed he was smiling. "What are you smiling at?" I asked.
He wiped his smile of his face. "Oh, nothing. Come on. I know exactly where your dorm is." He started walking. I punched his arm. "I knew it! You were stalking us, you pedo!"
He frowned and rubbed his arm. "First off, I'm only a year older than you, Britt. Second, I don't stalk wannabes."
My blood began to boil. Let it slide, Britt. Just let it slide…
"Hmph!" I said.
"Aw, Britt, you're such a killjoy. Teasing you wouldn't be as fun anymore if you keep acting mature."
"I do act mature, for your information, Alvin. Right girls?" I turned to my sisters. "Uh, yeah…sure, Britt." They nodded.
Alvin laughed. I glared.
"We're here." Alvin said. I looked at the number or the door.
B12.
"Okay, thanks for…whatever it is you did. You can go now." I said.
Alvin didn't move an inch.
"I said you could go now."
"Yeah, I could, but I won't."
"And why exactly is that?"
Alvin swiftly took a key from the back pocket of his pants. He slipped the key into the hole and easily unlocked the door.
What the—
He opened it to reveal Simon and Theodore inside.
"Because I live here. Welcome to your dorm. Or should I say, our dorm, Britt." He grinned.
I mentally screamed.
This cannot be happening. Live in the same dorm with Alvin Seville?
'Remember dear, just make the best of it.'
Screw it.
My life is seriously over.
Okay, so this is the very first fic I've ever posted kjhjkadh and I seriously hope this'll finally be the fic I'll finish XD (I have a tendency to leave my stories hanging, then just scrap em altogether, so I'm sorry if I update slow because I really want this fic to be good.)
First off, I'd like to state that this story of mine was inspired by IluvTheChipmunks' story "Afraid of falling in love with you". Please go check it out, I swear you guys will NOT regret it. I'm actually a very critical person when it comes to reading fanfics and there are only a few AATC fics so far that I have liked, and this story would seriously be on the top of my list.
I used to be obsessed with AATC back when I was younger (I had a crush on Alvin XDDD), and my obsession came back when I watched Chipwrecked (I sorta didn't like the Squeakquel at first cause Britt's character was waaaay off compared to the cartoons.) So anyway, thanks to those who read my story. I'll try to update ASAP (but with school getting in the way, it might take a while.)
I'd appreciate your reviews but no flames please guys!