Summary: A fork in the road has left Brittany unsure which path to take; pursue her solo career that she has always dreamt of, or compete with other girls to be Alvin's one and only. The path she decides to take may read sheer disaster, leaving heartbreak and emotional trauma among the gang.

Cherish

Chapter 1

She looked out onto the beautiful, starry night on the balcony that Saturday, a whole party kicking off just behind her, the music blaring ever-so loudly. With her sparkling champagne delicately held in her grasp, she leaned against the guard rail and released a slow, easy breath. She was careful not to dirty her top, for she was decked in all white, having been invited to an all-white party that was said to be the hottest party of the year.

From the tenth story of the condominium complex, she looked below to see more people beginning to arrive. It almost seemed like they were arriving in truck-fulls. Of those who wanted to enjoy themselves for the weekend, she could see a familiar car pulling into the parking lot along with a few more, a Chevy Impala, to be specific. It harbored a red and yellow strip on the hood, and she immediately knew who it was.

With happiness and anticipation filling her soul, she pushed her way through crowds and crowds of people to enter the bathroom. Once she was able to get a mirror to herself, she looked at her reflection and began to fluff her auburn hair and touch up her pink lipstick, layering on more color and triple-checking to see that no lipstick residue was left behind on her pearly whites. With confidence encompassing her, she strutted her way out, her soft pink platforms with a tiny bow on each shoe clanking against the floor.

She pushed her way back through the crowd to exit the ballroom into the brightly lit lobby. She wrung her hands so rough that they began to turn red. She bit her lip, nervousness taking over her as she waited impatiently for – you guessed it – Alvin Seville's arrival.

She could only imagine how he would react when he would lay eyes on her; his perky smile exposing itself and his blue eyes twinkling with excitement, just at the sight of her, and she knew she would feel the same about him.

It seemed as though hours passed before the elevators opened, letting off yet another large group of people, but this time, Alvin was among this group.

So was another unexpected guest.

In his embrace that seemed so loving was a pretty something with the blackest hair that reached her rounded ass accompanied by the brownest, sharpest eyes she had ever seen; browner than Eleanor's, she had to admit.

Alvin looked so handsome, so suave, and so charming to Brittany, with his white crewneck and a watch with a white band, and his holey white jeans, but with that girl glued to his waist, he seemed less attractive than before he stepped off the elevator.

Her cheeks flushed red, and she could feel her eyes swelling with tears that ached her eyes with pressure, and she quickly swiveled around on her platforms and headed back into the ballroom. She then whipped out her phone studded with cubic zirconia diamonds with a metal bow at the top and raced to her messages. She went directly to Alvin's and re-read a key one;

"Britt, I know I've been hella busy, but I promise, I'll be with you at the all-white party. No one else. I'll even take you out afterwards. See you, love."

That message was sent just the day before.

The tears couldn't help themselves. They soaked her face without mercy, so she made her way for the coat room, grabbed for her purse and carried her embarrassment back out to the lobby, shielding her face from others who may have seen her current state.

She hopped onto the elevator and rode it to the first floor, strutting her way for the exit.

"What was I thinking?" she bitterly asked herself as she struggled to find her keys within her purse. "I should have known the bastard would forget all about me…"

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Just on the tenth floor, another familiar face caught notice of Brittany's changed demeanor, and all of a sudden, an epiphany hit him like a baseball coming full speed through the blinding sun. He jogged his way over to Alvin who was having a ball conversing with other party-goers.

"Um… Al?" the soft voice attempted to get Alvin's attention.

Alvin turned his head to meet gazes with a worried-looking Theodore staring back.

"Hey Theo… what's up?"

Theodore hesitated to tell Alvin; he didn't want to make Alvin feel like an ass, but he figured Alvin had to know about the promise he made to Brittany that Alvin bragged about nonstop. How could he suddenly forget?

"Alvin… don't you have other plans tonight after this?"

Alvin's face scrunched in confusion followed by a careless smile and a loud scoff. He let his grip go from around his date's waist and turned towards Theodore. "Uh, no! After this, I'm taking Angela hear back to my place, and uh… you know… collect some thongs…"

"Al… that isn't your plan for tonight," Theodore spoke with confidence.

"Yeah it is Theo!" Alvin spat with irritation.

Theodore raised an eyebrow and crossed his arms over his chest. "Alvin, just do me a favor and think long and hard about what other plans you could have had tonight…"

Alvin rolled his eyes and started to turn back to his original spot, but he stopped mid-rotation, his jaw dropping to his chest, his hands flying up to his head and yanking at his groomed hair. "Oh no! Brittany!"