Chapter 7
Brittany's POV
He's still so dreamy! I let my thoughts wander.
"Can't we stay up here all night?" I asked Alvin.
"I don't see why-" Alvin responded.
"ALVIN! BRITTANY! TIME FOR BED!" Dave shouted from the window below us.
"We best go, before Dave grounds us for bad behaviour" Alvin suggested.
"Ok" He grabbed my paw and guided me back down the roof to the open window.
A little while later – the boy's bedroom
Alvin's POV
"So how did it go?" Theodore enquired, eating some chipmunk sized maltesers.
"Well, Theo. I think I may have met the chipmunk I want to spend with!" I happily expressed.
"You WHAT?!" Theodore awkwardly responded, spitting out the maltesers in his mouth.
"I'm serious" I replied.
"ALVIN!" an angry voice boomed.
"Why always me?" I rhetorically asked myself.
Third Person View - Outside the Seville house, overlooking Alvin and Brittany
"Who does she think she is?" an angry voice stated, observing the two chipmunks.
"He will be mine, not hers! Even if he doesn't want to be mine!"
