Yeah okay so this is a new turn for me, but ya know! Anyways this is going to be where the chipmunks are humans, cause for some reason I have a feeling it'll be a WHOLE lot easier for me to write. I know I'm a slacker x3 anyway, yeah thanks for all those who read this/review this/or anything like that I really appreciate it! And I hope you enjoy!
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Brittany's POV:
There was a storm that night. The sky had been turning from grey to an almost tainted black colour. No blue sky could be seen from the smothering clouds as the rain fell. It had been bouncing it down - it was so bad that it would sound as though it was hail storming on the window. However whenever you looked through the curtains you were met by the streaks of droplets running down your window as though a small waterfall was beginning to grow. It got so bad that you could barely see what was going on outside. It would have been impossible to try and drive through the rain at this time of hour. And that's what made it perfect for the horror film scenery. And that's exactly why it made what happened much more efficient.

I remember waking up by the sounds of the rain pounding on my window - I swear if I wasn't so sleepy I would have probably had a fit from mother nature ruining her beauty sleep - wasn't she supposed to understand how much beauty sleep is needed? Instead however I was left lifting myself from the bed, the thin pink blanket falling from my shoulder, causing the chill of the draft to reach my arms giving me goosebumps, as it landed softly on my lap. I used my right arm to hold my weight up as my head leaned upon my shoulder, still dazed by the sleepiness. That was the moment when I realised how dark it was. I mean it wasn't as though I was scared of the dark, oh god no, but somehow with the fact that it was raining just caused the hair at the back of my neck rise up and stand. Glancing over to the clock at the side of me on a bed dresser I looked over to the time. 11pm. That meant that I hadn't been asleep for that long. It was still quite late however. I licked my lips, throwing the sheet from my legs, unfortunately for me, I had decided upon wearing a night-gown which made that chill from before reach the skin of my legs, I shuddered. After cringing at the cold I soon jumped from the bed, at first I expected the carpet to be as cold as my arms were but thankfully it was actually quite warm.

I looked around, I may know my way around my room but that didn't mean I knew my way around in the dark. That's the moment that my breath hitched, I heard shuffling of sheets. I snapped my head in the direction which I heard the movement. As my eyes were now adjusting to the dark I was able to see that it was only Eleanor turning from side to side in her sleep. Sighing in relief I began to tiptoe. For some reason my body was craving "fresh air". Like the air in my room wasn't fresh? Of course it was! However her lungs were begging to differ. After pursing my lips I slowly made my way over to the door, tiptoeing as softly as I could, getting past Jeanette's bed, she didn't even make a sound, and finally reaching for the doorknob. When I was able to clasp it, I slowly opened it slightly, pushing my slim body through the gap I created for myself before gently closing the door. Not even the landing was any better for the "fresh air" I was looking for. I huffed out a sigh before continuing my journey downstairs. I was careful to keep on tiptoeing so Miss Miller wouldn't be able to wake up and find me awake and running around the house.

After getting down the stairs, without waking anyone up, I saw the answer to what I had been looking for. Grabbing my pink and white sneakers, since I would have been able to slip them on and off easily I placed them on my feet. After going into the kitchen to grab the jingling objects I had been searching for I rushed myself forward before unlocking the front door which led to the porch. Taking a deep breath I finally inhaled the fresh air I wanted. My lungs were thanking me soon after I closed the front door behind me, keeping the keys inside the door on the inside. Sighing in relief all I could do was lean against the door and slide to the floor. Although I really should have been sleeping after having such a big concert the day before, it was actually quite stupid of me to even come outside at night. Even if I was one step away from going back inside.

I sat in silence, staring at the many droplets fall from the porches roof on the wooden raining or steps. I had to admit, rain was pretty as long as I wasn't stuck in it. Thinking that thought, my ears caught a yell. It actually made me jump as I cocked my head to right where I had heard it. The yell sounded familiar. So familiar that I was able to work out who it was instantly. I narrowed my eyes before using both my knee and the ground to help me up. As soon as I was up I began walking to the right side of the porch, stopping at the railing I peered through the rain where I could see four figures all together on the street just outside the Seville residence.

Well it made slightly more sense now. As I stared at the four I could already see the red through the distance, it was defiantly who I had thought it had been: Alvin. My interest peaking I looked at the other boys. Alvin seemed distant from them, keeping away from them as far as he could, as the three boys seemed to be grouped together. As soon as I noticed that they looked like a group my mind went straight to the thought that Alvin was probably causing trouble once again. Sighing I knew I should tell Dave. However as soon as I turned to grab my jacket and umbrella a shout stopped me. Snapping my head, my head bulged when one of the three boys had yelled, "Yo! Girly stood over there! Come over!" I blinked as I stared at the boy who had yelled it. He was waving his hands up in the air as though he wanted me to know he had been the one who yelled it. As soon as my attention was on the boy, it quickly turned to Alvin.

"Brittany!" He exclaimed, the rain had began to die down, making it fairly easy for me to see his shocked face. I was quite shocked myself.

"Britt'ney!" One of them called causing me to look at him again. "Come on!"

I was so confused, scowling I placed my hands on my hips. "You know its dangerous to go out alone in the night." I called back, having a smug smirk plastered on my lips. I couldn't wait 'til I told Dave about this, Alvin would be in so much trouble, I couldn't wait until I was able to see his face.

When I said that I was expecting the boys to all stood there dumbfounded however what I got was Alvin pleading me, "Britt get back into your house and lock the door n-" Alvin was suddenly knocked back into the street, falling down onto his backside. He was knocked with some force because the cap which I had seen securely on his head had been knocked straight off his head onto the ground where it laid before the sixteen year old finally scrambled to get it again.

"Oh come on Brittany, don't listen to Al' over here! We promise we'll protect you from any monsters in the dark, come on come here!" The boy had began to walk towards my house. The rain had completely stopped now, and I could see that the boy was drenched. In fact they all were, but it was there own fault. I cocked a brow when Alvin had grabbed the boys shoulder after rushing up.

"Don't you dare," he growled when the boy had been a second away from touching my gate. I glowered at the boys, pouting in annoyance, I was suddenly filled with anger, making me storm from the porch, down the rocky, wet path to my white gate I finally reached the boys. It seemed as though Alvin hadn't noticed that I had walked up to them before I was seen with an irritated face and with my arms crossed.

"Excuse me," I began glaring at the boy who had almost came into my garden. "Didn't I say its dangerous? I think you should go home. Now." I threatened. I watch the boy smirk at me as he shrugged Alvin's hand from his shoulder.

After that everything was just like a blur.

Alvin had been grabbed by his arms by the other two, restraining him as he yelled. What he yelled I wasn't sure before the only thing I could really hear was the pounding of my heart when the boy had gripped a hold onto my wrist. His grip was strong, it felt as though his hand was made from metal and it was slowly crushing my wrist. It hurt so much that a whimper had even escaped my lips before I clenched my teeth together, throwing my other arm into air I pounded onto the boys arm repeatedly. "Get off! Get off me!" I almost screamed before the boy shoved me forward to meet his face.

"You're really something, aren't ya'?" He asked as he examined me before he turned to the other boys before finally making eye contact with Alvin. "Tell me," he began. "Are you sure you don't want to join us? Because of not, you can say goodbye from girlie over here."

Alvin's POV:
I glanced down at the text messages which had been sent to me that morning.
Hey there Al',
How you been? So about our proposition, I understand that you said no, and I totally understand why. But come on old buddy, are you sure? I mean we kind of need you right now. You know being in a gang really isn't all that bad, right? I mean you were the one who made it.
Right. This again. It had been a year, back when I was fifteen, that I remember an old girlfriend of mine had a friend who was seriously being bullied. I mean, she was seriously being bullied. By a gang actually. Back then, gangs weren't just cool, they were something which made you top dog. However many of the gangs were pure evil. Like beating up school girls just because they once were rushing passed you when their brother was in the hospital and they didn't say sorry. At first I thought it was absolutely pathetic, but when an idea struck me I suddenly felt as though my name would be written in light! If I created my own gang to help people and then say that I was the leader, I'd be more of a superstar than I already was. My gaze was clouded by greed. And well, you may already guess what had happened - everything was perfect, the red caps were one of the best gangs in there, and I was secretly the leader. The gang had been small but soon after people began to ask to join and before I could say my own name. Soon there were so many people joining that I lost count and control. The once innocent dream to have a gang who helped others was shattered when it just became just another gang.

That was when I decided to disband it.

But after a year, people are claiming to be in the Red Caps, and the members of the new growing gang had been bugging me to become their leader once again.

That night when I saw Danny's crooked grin as he held Brittany's wrist was the moment I really had no choice. They had threatened to hurt my brothers before however they never came close to touching any of them but then. I didn't have a choice. I could see that he was obviously hurting Brittany.

"Fine!" I gasped out. Danny's grin grew before he suddenly used Brittany's wrist to throw her over her gate and out onto the street. "Britt-"

"Well I guess we'll have to keep this little flower now shouldn't we?" He said as he forced Brittany to face me, her cheeks flushed with anger she threw daggers at me. My body felt numb. They were using Brittany to get to me.

"Get off me!" She practically screamed however it didn't matter because after a second later her face went from confused and scared to her eyes dropping, Danny grabbing her waist as she became unconscious. He had knocked her out. I gritted my teeth as he swung Brittany's body over his shoulder.

"Come on then Al- Leader, we should be off, right?"