Go Hard Chapter 1, an alvin and the chipmunks fanfic

This is based on a Nicki Minaj song called 'Go Hard." I loved it when I listened to it and it gave me the idea of writing a two-shot based on it. So I hope you like it. :)

Brittany's POV

Everyone hates me. I don't know why but I was popular when I first came to the school. But that only lasted a month. Ever since then, only my sisters and Alvin's brothers would talk to me. They were the only ones who liked me. They were my only friends I had left. And Alvin? Well, he deleted me from his contact list and stopped talking to me. He hates my guts now. And the thing is that I don't even know why.

But anyway, I'm still happy. I don't care about him or anyone else anymore. All I care about was the ones I loved. I could care less about the people who hate me. Even Alvin. Though, I may have fallen in love with him. I know he doesn't love me back and he never will. And besides, he has a girlfriend who he loves and shows it in school all the time. Even after school or on weekends. He's always with her and it tears me apart.

So, it has been two months since my popularity went out the window and I've cried about it every time I'm alone. But now that's not going to happen anymore. Because ever since then, I have been sitting in my room working on something. It's a secret of mine that I've been hiding for a whole month and a week. And now, I think it's finished.

I looked over it and at the lyrics I put in. I smiled and thought this was a crazy idea. But would go through with it anyway. I put it back down on my desk and went to look at myself in the mirror.

I sighed. 'What is it that made everyone turn against me? What is it that made everyone hate me so much?'

I looked over my outfit. I wore a skirt, a top and a jacket. All of it was pink. Could that be the reason why? I looked at my hair. It was always in a ponytail. 'Maybe I need a change of appearance.'

But then I frowned. Thinking maybe everyone will hate me more. I turned away from my reflection and stared at my song. 'And I don't think writing a song will do good for me.'

I walked over to it and stared at it before I was about to scrunch it up and throw it in the bin.

Someone cleared their throat. I froze. 'That can't be Alvin can it?'

I quickly put the paper down and turned to see it was...Simon.

"Simon. You scared me." I told him looking at the ground before facing back up to him.

"Sorry Britt. I didn't mean to. It's just I saw you all alone and thought you might need company. But then you seemed to be sucked into that paper you were looking at. I'm sorry." He looked guilty.

I shook my head. "No, Simon it's OK. And yes, I could really use some company." I smiled at him before I looked over the lyrics again. I was about to throw it away in the bin. But was kinda relieved Simon interrupted me before doing it. Perhaps it's a sign saying I must go through with this.

I sighed. I felt Simon eyeing me. I looked through the corner of my eye and could see his eyes looking at me then the paper then back at me and the process kept going for a couple more seconds before I finally looked up at him.

"You OK?" I asked him.

He nodded. "Yeah. It's just what is that paper you keep looking at?" He asked confused.

I sighed. I shook my head. "It's nothing."

"I'm sure it is something." He told me with his eyes piercing through me as if telling me to spill it.

"It's..it's nothing." I repeated.

He shook his head and before I knew it he had it in his hands.

I gasped. "Simon! Give it back!" I tired grabbing it but he blocked me from getting it.

He gave it back to me with a smile. That could only mean one thing. He saw it.

"Simon. Look, you have to promise me you won't tell anyone about this." I told him calmly.

He looked confused. "Why wouldn't I tell anyone? Brittany, you wrote a song by yourself. This deserves to be shown and known." He told me putting his on my shoulders.

"No! I don't want them knowing until the concert in two days." I blocked him from my door.

"Why? Are you planning on showing them this song on the day?" He raised his eyebrow.

"No. I'm planning on surprising them with this performance on the day." I told him looking at him straight in the eye.

"Well, at least tell Dave about it." He pointed at me.

I groaned. "Alright fine. But nobody else OK?"

He smiled. "OK. Fine. But on one condition." He smirked as he folded his arms.

I got pissed. I rolled my eyes and looked at him. "Which is?"

"You don't want me to tell anyone right? So if you feature me in the song. Then there won't be anyone but Dave knowing about it until the concert. Deal?" He told me pointing his hand out for me to shake.

I was thinking. But after a moment of thought. I sighed. "Do I have a choice?" I asked rhetorically.

I shook his hand and got to work on Simon's verse. We worked on it for an hour before deciding it was good. We told Dave afterwards and he agreed. We had been recording non-stop. The only time we got a break was lunch. But that was only 20 minutes before getting back to work. But it was only because we had only tomorrow left before the big day.

We had our recording session, dance rehearsal then the concert organiser to make room for the song to go in. And before I knew it, today was the day.

I had butterflies in my stomach. This was going to be my first song I will sing without my sisters. My own sisters don't even know about it. And before I knew it, before everyone knew it I went onto the stage feeling eyes on me. Dave knew about the song but my sisters, Theodore, Alvin and Miss Miller didn't.

I felt Alvin's eyes peirce through me. I looked at him and screamed the word 'HATE'. I sighed deciding that wasen't going to stop me. Simon even made his way into the stage and got ready for his verse which will be coming soon. I turned to him and gave him a small smile. He sensed my nervousness.

"Hey, it's going to be OK. And besides, think of it this way. You will be making fans love you than they already do and gain more fans than you already have. Maybe even steal Alvin's fans." He told me smiling and chuckling a bit.

I laughed a bit. "Yeah. He would be not ony shocked, but mad. Maybe even so mad that he would just leave me alone. He may not talk to me but I know he talks shit about me all the time." I told him sadly.

"That's why you're singing this song Britt. This is why you're singing such an incredible song that I'm sure will get your haters to listen up. And listen up good." He told me.

That just made me feel more confident in myself. I smiled at him. "Thanks Simon."

He smiled back. "No problem Britt. You're my friend and girlfriend's sister. If it wasen't for you I would have never asked her out"

That made me feel good inside. "Thanks Simon...for everything"

"That's what friends do for each other. They help each other through difficult times. And I know that the past two months have been the worst for you."

I nodded. "Yeah it was. But I'll get through it. I know I will."

He smiled again before our mics have been handed to us and the dancers made their way on the stage. I took a deep breath to calm my nerves down and surprisingly it worked.

The whole audience was screaming and yelling my name. And I could STILL feel Alvin's eyes peirce through me. I looked at him in 'WHAT?" look. And he gave me an expression that wore 'What the hell are you doing?' I just rolled my eyes at him and turned back to the audience while the song started.

Speaking:
Yo, SB, I think it's my time
You know why? My tears have dried
And I know that no weapon formed against me will prosper
And I truly believe that my haters are my motivaters
Young Money

Then the dancers and I began dancing while I started singing. There were twenty dancers all together meaning 10 was on my right and the other 10 was on my left. And yes, that was how big the stage was.

If you could, you would get rid of me
What you gonna do when a girl try to go hard?
But I won't let you get to me
You should already figure I'ma go hard
If you was as real as me
You would never let another girl sit on your throne.
I done put the choke hold on now
They screaming "Brittany, leave me alone!"
I am, I'm still the one to beat
Aint in a rush from the streets
I am the streets
I am getting it in until the end
I gotta go, go, go hard!

I began rapping surprising everyone more than they already were. While the dancers were dancing around me.

Carter called, let me get the car key
You don't want it with the Harajuku Barbie
Keep a marquis, everything sparkly (man down)
Hit em, hit em knock-knock
Tell em let me in
My name ring bells, girl buzz me in
And I only stop for pedestrians
Or real, real bad lesbians

Hit em with the Mac, hit em with the Tec 9
Hit em with the Ruger by the intersec' sign
Hit em with a Tommy
So my niggas call me pammy
And I always keep the jammy in the trunk
Or in the lamby

Put my whole burrough
On my back and I'm gooda
I don't wanna hear what you would, what you coulda
I represent all the girls that stood up
Used to drink water with a little bit of sugar

Now I'm in the gym with my squats and my sit-ups
Doing the scissor-leg on the mat with my foot up
Young black pin-up
All of my girls did up
Now I'm telling L.A. Reid to step his bid up

And I'm telling president Carter
He picked a winner
Girls like Nelly and Kelly got a dilemma
These birds all fly South in the winter though I look like
Chomping on a chicken dinner?

You can hate me, but why knock my hustle?
I'ma be the queen no matter how they shuffle
Skirts with the ruffle, Louis on the duffle
I'm a bad girl, no muzzle

I looked over the audience and they were all screaming my name, screaming at the top of their lungs and taking pictures and videos of me. Some were even reaching their hand out to me which I took gently smiling at them.

Girls is softer than Al Dente, cut from a diffrent Kentae
Tell em I'm the ninja, Weezy is my sensei
So I call him Splinter, faster than a sprinter
Gimme my chopsticks, I'll have these rap girls for dinner

This is for my gentleman in bottoms-ups and khakis
This is for my gentleman 7-up in Caksaki
This is for my gentleman wheeling them Kawaskis
Shout out to the vackees, saltfish Ackees

Kisses to my fans, unless I'm feeling kinda cocky
Winter wonderland is on my hand, it's kinda rocky
I am Brittany, Miller or the queen
Pumps on the clutch, right hand the 6-speed
Write my own raps
I gotta go, I gotta get me

I began to wave to my fans smiling while they all screamed my name. I turned to my sisters and smiled at them while the put their thumbs up at me. Alvin had a look of shock and anger on his face while Theodore was smiling and clapping happily for me.

I began dancing with the dancers again.

Just then Simon came out through the stage doors in the middle of the stage and began walking down the stairs while singing/rapping.

From slap-and-cry you start to die, so I must go harder.
Gotta make these girls know me just like vibe and no water.
Better yet, like Bubba, no shrimp. but he don't say crap
When the gun on his lip, and I don't say crap put the gun
On my hip. so I don't say crap but the gun on my hip.
If you don't wanna drown don't come on my ship

At this point Simon was standing next to me still rapping while I danced a little and the dancers were dancing on either side of us.

Check out how them girls just run on my -
And me, I'm nasty than a summa girl.
I still got that girl taste on my lips
It yee ain got money, don't come on my strip
And if ya got money, don't cover my strip
I wear that metal, no olympic, but I can still
Make you tumble and flip

You doing wit me if you doing wit Britt
They ain't doing with me, they ain't doing with Britt
Your girlfriend, her descision is split
Cuz she wanna do me and she wanna do Britt
They wonder if he be doing Britt, as long as she be filthy rich
That's why I keep my luggage cut, I swear yall's are such a trip

Young Money Dungeon, girl.
My swagger just punch a girl
And I shoot like I'm from over-seas, so call my gun, "Gunovich"
Weezy F. Baby and the "F" is for a bunch of crap
Red drank, blue pill, white dust
Yes I love my country girl.

Yeah!

(Guitar solo)

We ran on the oppostite side of the other and waved and then we ran passed each other and onto the other side of where the other was just at. Then they both walked slowly back to the centre of the stage where the dancers were dancing.

Simon gave me a friendly hug and waved to the audience as he left the stage.

The music started up the chorus and I began dancing with the dancers again.

Wish you could get rid of Young Money
What you gonna do when a girl try to go hard?
But I won't let you get to me
You should already figure I'ma go hard
If you was as real as me
You would never let another girl sit on your throne.
I done put the choke hold on now
They screaming "Brittany, leave me alone!"
I am, I will, I got to win
I'm still looking around for my com-pe-tition
I am getting it in until the end
I gotta go, go, go hard!

The music stopped and the song was finished. I had my finishing position with both hands on my hips with the 10 dancers on my left had their left hands on their hips and their right fist pumped up in the air while the other 10 dancers on my right had their right hands their hips and their left fists pumped into the air.

The crowd were screaming and shouting. Camera flashes were everywhere and video cameras everywhere. The feeling was amazing. But I was breathing heavily that I quickly took deep breaths in and out before talking.

"Thank you!" I waved smiling at them before making my way off the stage with the other dancers making their way off the stage in the other direction. The curtains were pulled in and we were aloud to walk through the stage without fans seeing us.

"Brittany!" My sisters squealed at me. They gave me a tight hug that I almost couldn't breathe from. "OK. Girls please. I can't breathe anymore." I was actually struggling to breathe.

"OMG, Brittany! That was amazing! My little girl is growing up and finally standing up for herself in front of people!" Miss Miller was so happy. She knew about what happened to me but didn't understand why. Even I didn't. So she was happy that I finally did something amazing as standing up for myself on stage.

"Well done Brittany. It's about time someone we know gets the message." He looked over at Alvin who was staring back at me with eyes narrowed and arms folded.

"Yeah yeah. Whatever." He mumbled angrily.

I only rolled my eyes turning away from him to look at his brothers.

"You were amazing Brittany! And Simon you too! I didn't know you guys could rap!" He looked bewildered.

We both laughed. "Yeah well, it was supposed to be a song I would sing by myself. But then Simon saw it and we made a deal not to tell you guys until the concert. But we knew we had to tell Dave so yeah. We did." I explained to them.

Jeanette ran to Simon giving him a huge kiss on the lips which he was shocked at first but it slowly died down and kissed her back softly. When they broke away she smiled at him.

"You were pretty great too, Simon. I didn't know you could rap until today! You really caught me by surprise Simon!" She smiled at him hugging him tightly which he hugged back.

Dave cleared his throat. "So, how about we all go home now?" He asked us smiling.

We nodded and left to go home. I had to say that was the best night of my life. It literally changed me. And probably Simon too. Anyway, we all said goodnight except of course Alvin. I don't get why he's so angry. But I decided I didn't care. Like I said before, I could care less about the people who hate me.

This was fun to write. I hope you liked it. I changed the lyrics a bit because of the bad words it had in it. And replaced them with an appropriate word for my young readers. Anyway, as I said at the beginning, I'm writing a two-shot. So what do you think is going to happen between Alvin and Brittany? If Alvin hates Brittany, how will they talk again? What will they talk about? And will they become friends or more than friends? Review!