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Author's Note: This is my first fan fic EVER! Actually, this is the first time I've ever submitted a story online... so it's a pretty big moment for me! This story is kind of "fluffy" and I tried to keep Alvin, who is in first person, as much in character as possible, even though I think he gets a little too serious at times. Please review this story... if you guys like it, maybe I'll write a response from Brittany. Okay, enough babbling from me... just read the story! :)

Summary: After becoming a solo artist, Alvin Seville dropped out of high school his senior year to go on tour in Europe to be the opening act of a famous singer (you can use your imagination on who that is!). During the long plane flight, Alvin has a lot of time to think about quitting school, his brothers, and, most of all, the girl he cares about. Alvin decides to write his on-again-off-again girlfriend Brittany a letter to tell her things that he's never told anyone else.

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Dear Brittany,

You probably can't believe that I, Alvin Seville, am writing you a letter. I think this is the first letter I've ever written (besides the occasional fan mail response and the thank-you notes that Dave makes me write after someone gets me a present). So I'm sorry if I misspell some words or use bad grammar. I never paid much attention to that crap in school (which I know you already know). The guy sitting next to me fell asleep and I managed to swipe his pocket dictionary, so that should help. Just try to focus on what I'm saying, not how I'm saying it.

I'm writing you this letter because there are some things I need to tell you, but can't tell you in person... or even over the phone. I was just going to e-mail this to you, but I figured I'd make it a little more personal. It might take me a while to write it, but at least that'll be a good way for me to kill some time on this boring flight.

First of all, I'm sorry for that fight we had. You know how much I hate apologizing, but even I know that I owe you a big apology for this one. I shouldn't have bragged about how I'm going solo and you're not. I also shouldn't have said that I'm more talented than you are. I mean, I know I'm practically a musical genius, but so are you. Let's face it, Britt: Without you, there'd be no Chipettes. I don't think I've ever told you this, but you're the most talented girl I know… and I know a lot of talented girls. I shouldn't have put you down.

How did that fight start anyway? Oh well. The bottom line is that I'm really sorry for upsetting you. You're obviously really pissed about it because you didn't even come to the freaking airport to say good bye! I know that you're mad at me, but I really wanted to see you before I left. Three months is a pretty long time to be away from someone… it sucks that we didn't even get to say good bye.

Don't worry though; after this tour is over, I don't think I'll be going anywhere for a while. Don't tell anyone this, but I don't think this solo thing is going to work out. At first it was awesome. I loved not having Simon nag at me to hurry up in the dressing room. I loved having all the fans to myself. I loved being able to sing as loud as I wanted (Dave would always tell me I was singing so loud that no one could hear Simon and Theodore's voices over mine… which I always thought was pretty stupid, considering that I was the lead singer anyway). Yeah, being solo was great for a while, but now it isn't near as exciting. I miss Theodore getting nervous before every show and Simon and I having to calm him down by giving him pieces of fruit to eat. I miss Simon making sure that we were always ready to go on time. Hell, I even miss Dave yelling at me when I'd screw up. I guess I just really miss my brothers. I actually wish they were sitting on this plane with me, getting ready to perform in Europe too.

I don't think I should have agreed to go on this tour. I should have finished school first. I was so close to graduating, I should have just went through with it. It feels like all of those years in boring school are wasted. As much as I hate school, I should have finished the year. I guess Simon was right when he told me that I'd be a high school drop-out. (We got into an argument a few years ago and he let that slip. He apologized afterwards, saying that it was just in the heat of the moment and that he didn't really think I'd drop out of school. Yeah right. It's obvious that Simon thinks I'm a dumbass. I guess he's right though).

Oh, and by the way… don't you dare tell anyone about any of this, especially Simon and Theodore. I spent the whole week bragging about how I get to go to Europe and I'll look like a complete loser if word gets out that I miss them.

Well, you probably weren't very interested in my whole solo dilemma I just told you about because it didn't involve you (that's not supposed to be an insult, it's just the truth). So now I'm going to write about something that involves you very much: the way I feel about you.

This is going to be really hard for me to say (well, write), so just bear with me here.

You know how most boys go through that stage where girls are "gross" and have cooties? Yeah, well, I never went through that stage. I've always loved females. I can't remember the last time I didn't have a crush on someone. At first I was attracted to human girls, and I guess I still am (don't get mad, I'm not finished yet). Before I meet you and your sisters, I didn't know there were other creatures like me and my brothers. Sure, I'd always flirt with human girls, but deep down I knew that a chipmunk could never end up loving a human girl… that just wouldn't work.

So ever since I met you, Jeanette, and Eleanor, I sort of knew that I'd end up being "paired" with one of you. I knew that you were the one I'd be paired with, and that's perfectly fine with me; you're the only Chipette I could ever see myself being with. It's not that I find you're sisters unattractive, I just can't see myself with them. I find Jeanette's awkwardness a little annoying (does she like having her shoelaces untied all the time or does she just not know how to tie them?) and Eleanor… well, let's just face it, she's definitely not my type.

You may not believe me, but I've liked you since I first met you (even though I was pissed when I first met you because you and your sisters thought you guys were called "The Chipmunks" when you clearly weren't). I liked your spunk and confidence. I also thought you were beautiful. I know I've never told you how beautiful you are. I always say that you're "hot," but you're more than that. You're gorgeous. I know that you already know that, but I wasn't sure that you knew how pretty I think you are.

I know we fight a lot. We probably argue more than we get along, which wouldn't work for most people, but I think it works for us. Even though we always fight, I've never once disliked you for it. Actually, I think the fighting is kind of hot to be honest. You probably don't feel that way, but I do. I find you very attractive when we're arguing. You're always so passionate and confident when we fight. I'm sure you don't feel that way about me when we're fighting (judging by all those colorful names you call me) but I can honestly say that I like seeing you get fired up. Maybe that's why I work so hard at pushing your buttons… I like your reaction.

Okay Brittany, I'm just going to get to the point. I'm not sure if we're an official "couple" or not. I've considered you my girlfriend a few times over the years, but I don't know if you've ever thought of me as your boyfriend. You probably don't think of me as a boyfriend at the moment, considering that big fight we had the other day. And to tell you the truth, I don't know if I consider you my girlfriend right now (I guess I kind of figured that you broke up with me after the fight). I'm never quite sure about our relationship status. But there is one thing I'm sure about: I love you.

Yeah, that's right. I love you, Brittany Miller. I've loved you since we were eight years old. I love you even though we fight all the time. I love you even though I've dated other girls over the years. I love you even though you flirt with other guys. I've loved you through all that, and I don't think I'll ever stop loving you.

There. I said it. Well, wrote it at least. I can say it was easily the corniest thing I've ever written. However, as much as I don't want to admit it, every word of it is true. I meant everything I wrote.

I don't expect an "I love you" back from you. I'd like to think that you have feelings for me, but if you don't, I guess I can live with that. After all, I'm Alvin Seville, I can bounce back. I just wanted to tell you my feelings. I mean, I've known you for ten years, I figured that you deserve to know how I really feel about you.

Maybe someday I can actually tell you all this in person, or at least over the phone. It's just something that I don't feel comfortable telling you yet, so this letter will have to do for now.

I'm hoping that you didn't mean it when you said, "I never want to see you ever again!" at the end of our last fight. We've gotten into some pretty big arguments, but you've never said that before. I don't think you actually meant it, but I've been wrong before (rarely, but it happens).

Wow, I've spent over an hour writing this letter. It's pretty long. I know you don't like reading, so I'm sorry about the length. I just wrote whatever came to mind. Damn, I didn't even know that much was on my mind! It is a long flight though.

I hope to hear from you soon, Brittany. But if not, that's cool. You're a busy girl. And anyway I'm sure that I'll be thinking about you almost all the time, so that'll keep me going.

Love,

Alvin

P.S. Don't you dare tell anyone about this letter!

P.S.S. I'm serious!