Hi, I'm new at this so I hope you like it.
Summary: The Chipettes got their break, now Alvin, Simon and Theodore are going to do what they do best. Traditional couples and Teenage rockstar moments.
The boys are 18 at the time. The Chipettes are 17.
Chapter One
Alvin gulped as he adjusted his hat before taking several deep breaths in before glancing up. The crowd of unfamiliar faces. He honestly had no idea why there was so many people before him. With a small glance to his left, he saw Simon with his keyboard to the side whilst his bass guitar strapped onto his back.
Simon had short brown spikey hair along with dark blue eyes. His clothes was simple and suits his personality. A pair of jean was his choice whilst he had a tee shirt with a blue jacket to keep himself warm. His face looked sort of nervous as he pressed the first few chords that signed the start of the first and the crowd started to clap in encouragement as Alvin turned to face the back of the stage to see his other brother taking a seat at the drumset that took forever to set up on the stage.
Theodore Seville was slightly larger than Alvin and Simon. But that what made the group represent all types of people. Alvin was the cool one. Simon was the smart one and Theodore was the cute one that Alvin and Simon would tease when they spent time together. Theodore was dressed in something similar to Simon except he had a green tee shirt instead of white and no jacket.
Alvin smiled at Theodore and spun his hand once as a signal check to receive a nod back from Theodore. Then the rocker that was Alvin Seville awoke inside him. Alvin grinned as the crowd cheers grew as he raised his guitar pick into the air and held it for several seconds. With a nod toward Theodore, the beat started. Theodore hitting his stride at the drums and Simon was playing the keyboard as he sang the first verse.
(Simon)
Give me a second I,
I need to get my story straight
My friends are in the bathroom getting higher than the Empire State
My lover she's waiting for me just across the bar
My seat's been taken by some sunglasses asking 'bout a scar, and
I know I gave it to you months ago
I know you're trying to forget
But between the drinks and subtle things
The holes in my apologies, you know
I'm trying hard to take it back
So if by the time the bar closes
And you feel like falling down
I'll carry you home
Alvin spun around on the echo of the word "home" and slashed down at his guitar as he and Simon started to sing the chorus as Alvin took over as the lead vocals of the song.
(Alvin and Simon)
Tonight
We are young
So let's set the world on fire
We can burn brighter than the sun
Tonight
We are young
So let's set the world on fire
We can burn brighter than the sun
Now I know that I'm not
All that you got
I guess that I, I just thought
Maybe we could find new ways to fall apart
But our friends are back
So let's raise a toast
'Cause I found someone to carry me home
Tonight
We are young
So let's set the world on fire
We can burn brighter than the sun
Tonight
We are young
So let's set the world on fire
We can burn brighter than the sun
Carry me home tonight (Nananananana)
Just carry me home tonight (Nananananana)
Carry me home tonight (Nananananana)
Just carry me home tonight (Nananananana)
The moon is on my side (Nananananana)
I have no reason to run (Nananananana)
So will someone come and carry me home tonight (Nananananana)
The angels never arrived (Nananananana)
But I can hear the choir (Nananananana)
So will someone come and carry me home (Nananananana)
Tonight
We are young
So let's set the world on fire
We can burn brighter than the sun
Tonight
We are young
So let's set the world on fire
We can burn brighter than the sun
Halfway through the song, the crowd got into the song and the noise levels became louder and louder as the fans started to sing along. All of the nerves Alvin had at the start had vanished and he started to conducted the crowd through the last chorus as the three boys finished the first song.
So if by the time the bar closes
And you feel like falling down
I'll carry you home tonight
The crowd roared and whistled as Alvin picked the microphone off his stand and raised it in the air. With a cocky smile, he yelled out. "How are we doing!" to receive a big roar back. "Okay, we are going to play the first song that I ever wrote. It's one of my favourite and I hope that you like it too."
And with that, Alvin started to start the song with the other two joining in. Alvin bounced a couple of times before he started to sing the song again.
Oh! Oh! Oh! Oh!
Oh! Oh! Oh! Oh!
Girl,you really got me now,
You got me so I don't know what I'm doing.
Girl, you really got me now,
You got me so I can't sleep at night.
Girl,you really got me now,
You got me so I don't know what I'm doing.
Oh yeah, you really got me now.
You got me so I can't sleep at night.
You really got me (Oh!)
You really got me (Yeah!)
You really got me
Come on! Please, don't ever let me be,
I only wanna be by your side.
Come on Girl!
Please, don't ever let me be,
I only wanna be by your side.
Girl,you really got me now.
You got me so I don't know what I'm doing, Yeah
Oh yeah, you really got me now.
You got me so I can't sleep at night.
You really got me (Yeah!)
You really got me (oh!)
You really got me
Ohhhh...
Oh! Oh! Oh! Oh!
[Instrumental]
Girl,you really got me now.
You got me so I don't know what I'm doing.
Girl, you really got me now.
You got me so I can't sleep at night.
Oh Girl,you really got me now.
You got me so I don't know what I'm doing, Yeah.
Oh yeah, you really got me now.
You got me so I can't sleep at night.
You really got me (Oh!)
You really got me (Oh!)
You really got me
Whoa!
Oh! Oh! Oh! Oh!
Oh! Oh! Oh! Oh!
As the song finished, Alvin slided down onto his knees and entered a powerful solo before ending the song with the powerful note. The crowd roared again as the Chipmunks bursted into the next song.
Three Hours Later
Alvin smiled as the club owner handed over the money and shook his hand before bouncing over to the stage. "Payday. It's tastes so sweet." sang Alvin jokily as he climbed back onto the stage and over to Simon and Theodore. He fanned the money in glee before splitting it into thirds and handing out his brothers share. "Honestly, this gig was awesome. Three hundred bucks for one night plus the drinks. Piece of cake."
The club was nearly empty apart from a few people who were chatting around as most of the teens had scattered off to what remains of the night.
"Yeah. It must have been one of our best crowds." said Theodore as he fished out his wallet and slid the cash into its pouch.
"Nothing could beat the farmers convention at that field three years ago." countered Alvin with a grin.
"Speak for yourself. I was still fishing pieces of mud out of my hair weeks after that happened." said Simon as he counted the notes that Alvin had given him. "I still don't get how I got covered in mud on stage. Oh wait, I have Alvin for a brother who thought it would be a great idea to challenge all the farmers for a mudpie fight."
"Like I said. Great times." grinned Alvin whilst adjusting his red hat. "Anyway, are you guys going to the party tomorrow. Dave told me he was doing a roast."
"That's more of a reason not to go to the party. Dave always screws up the cooking." said Theodore with a smile.
"Yeah, but Claire's going to be there. She can cook." said Alvin as he picked up his guitar and placed it into the case. The chat between the three brothers was interrupted as a person dressed in a bizarre fashion got up from his nearby table.
"Hey. Are you guys the Chipmunks?" said the guy. His square glasses hid his eyes and a small smile could be seen on his face.
"Yeah. Who's asking?" snarled Alvin in annoyance. The man just responded by pulling out a small white card and passing it to Alvin.
Ian Hawke
Jett Records
Mass Producer
Alvin's eyes went wide as he passed it to Simon and Theodore whose eyes also widen in shock. "You work for Jett Records?"
"Yeah. I am responsible for the company and its artists. So have you got five minutes?" smirked the bald headed man.
Five minutes later, all three of the chipmunks were sat at the table with a couple cans of soda and Ian standing before them. "Here's the thing. In the last few years, one band has been controlling the market. The chipettes. My business is down in sales because most people spend their hard earned cash on listening to those chicks. Therefore I sent out a few scouts around the world, looking for something similar. A rival to compete with them. One of them comes back with a group of three boys. You guys. So I sent another guy to have a look at you again. He also says good things about you." Ian at that moment. "So here's what I know of you. You have a good sound. I also know your names, but I don't know anything else about you. I want to change that. So bring your agent and yourself down to my office on Monday and we can have a group talk."
"Agent?" muttered Theodore to Simon and Alvin who also frowned. They've never needed an agent due to them running the band by themselves.
"Is there a problem?" asked Ian with a smile to the boys.
"Yeah. How about we skip the office and the agent talk and work out the details now." said Alvin with an arrogant smile. "Set me and my bros a target and we'll see what we can do."
"My wish for what I want from you is simple. Beat the Chipettes as the number one band in the world." said Ian with a small frown.
Alvin glanced down at Simon and Theodore who glanced back at him. Both of them watching him for his next few words. The question was clearly seen in Alvin's eyes and Simon nodded whilst Theodore gave a small smile.
"Ian. I think that you have your band." said Alvin with a wide grin as he sat back into the chair and relaxed.
"Welcome to Jett records." said Ian with a chuckle as the tensions that were in the air fell and all four of the people started to talk casually and relax.
- And this is how it starts. Hope you all like it. See ya later.