Chapter 1: City of Love

Jeanette's eyes fluttered open as she awoke from her dreams, and entered reality once more. She yawned, and sat up in her bed. She grabbed her purple rimmed glasses, and gently placed them back on. Jeanette let out a sigh, and looked at her Hotel window. She, her sisters, and the Chipmunks where all on their World tour, and this was their last country before they returned home for Christmas.

"Jeanette," she heard one of her sister's mutter, "You okay? You seem kind of down." Brittany, still wearing her pink night gown, got out from their bed and walked toward her, placing a gentle hand on her shoulder. "Wanna talk?" Jeanette smiled a bit at her sister's kind gesture, as she shook her head.

"No. I'm fine… it's just the weather; it's all dark and gloomy today. I was hoping it'd be nice enough for Simon and I to… erm… go out to a movie or something," Jeanette blushed slightly as she said 'Simon and I'. Brittany shook her head at her younger sister, and gave her a quick hug.

"Don't worry, if it snows, maybe when the weather lets up you can ask him to ski or something," Brittany said as she began to pull her hair into a ponytail. Jeanette sat in silence for a second, before she looked up toward her sister.

"You think Simon would like to go with me… I mean… I'm not as pretty as you are," Jeanette said, feeling insecure. Brittany had noticed that Jeanette was feeling very insecure more than usual lately. Brittany gave her sister a sad look.

"You're right," Brittany said, "You aren't." Jeanette looked hurt for a second, before Brittany turned to face Jeanette once again, "You're prettier. Ever wonder why I put on so much make-up? Yeah… I'm not as vain as everyone thinks. I mean, I guess I am a little, but… I'm also, a little insecure about my looks too, Jean. I've always thought you were prettier than me, too. I mean, you have those fancy violet eyes of yours, and that beautiful smile…" Brittany paused, studying Jeanette's face.

Jeanette smiled at her older sister, as she began her statement. Brittany insecure, Jeanette questioned in her mind, I would have never guessed. Unless… she's making it all up to make me feel better…

"Plus, you aren't afraid to just be yourself… and let your natural beauty shine," She said, "Hey. Wanna go shopping later? I mean-,"

"Jeanette! Brittany! Breakfast is ready!" Simon said, walking in. "Sorry… were you too talking about girl stuff or something?" Jeanette's violet eyes lit up as she saw her crush, standing before her in the doorway. Simon's glasses were clean and sparkling, making his beautiful dark blue eyes all cuter, in Jeanette's mind. His fur was perfectly clean and combed, and he had the cutest smirk as his eyes were on her.

Brittany saw the two of them, and shook her head at the two. She giggled and ran out the door.

"Erm…," Jeanette felt awkward as her older sister began to leave. Brittany turned around and gave her a wink and mouthed 'Ask him to a movie' before she ran out. "Let's get some breakfast." Simon nodded, flashing Jeanette an early morning smile before he began to leave.

"Simon… wait," Jeanette said running toward him and grabbing his shoulder. Simon turned around, a questioning look in his eyes. Jeanette timidly flattens her ears, and chuckles nervously. "Well… I was wondering if we could talk…,"

"Sure, what's up?" Simon asks as he stares into her eyes. Jeanette, seeing his stare, made her blush. She rubbed the back of her head nervously, her eyes darting down to her feet.

"Let's t-talk after breakfast," Jeanette stammered, "Erm… I'm much too hungry to think?" Jeanette visibly lied as she quickly wandered off. Jeanette sighed, kicking at the ground as she trudged toward the table. What was I thinking? Simon wouldn't want to go out with someone like me…, she thought, even if he did…. I wouldn't have the courage to ask him out, I'm too shy.

Jeanette walked toward the table, and took a sit by her sisters. She sighed, feeling nervous and awkward. What if she asked him and he said no? What if he liked someone else? Like… one of her sisters?! Jeanette choked on the small bite of pancakes she had in her mouth at that thought. All eyes turned to her.

"You 'kay Jean," Alvin asked as he shoved a piece of pancakes into his mouth, "You seem tense." Jeanette looked up from her plate toward Alvin.

"I'm fine." Is all she said to him, as she sighed.

Brittany rolled her eyes at Alvin.

"Like you care," Brittany snorted, glaring at him.

"Who said I didn't?"

"So you like her?"

"Pfft, no! I never said that, Brittany, are you jealous?"

"Me?! NO!"

At that, Jeanette saw her sister lung at Alvin. She flinched as the top fell on top of each other on Alvin's chair. The two blushes a dark shade of red, and Jeanette blinked at the two, before a small smile appeared. Those two would defiantly end up together; there was no doubt in Jeanette's mind. Jeanette slowly took another bite of her pancakes, trying to avoid finishing breakfast. She dreaded what would happen afterwards. Sighing, Jeanette avoided the thoughts.

It was twenty minutes later, Jeanette had been staring at her last bite of pancake for at least five minutes now, and everyone was beginning to wonder what was wrong, especially Simon.

Jeanette sighed, poking at the food with her fork, her appetite all but gone.

"Jeanette, if you're full you can just put your plate away, its fine." Dave said as he took a sip of his warm coffee. The sweet scent of his drink entered Jeanette's noise, and she sighed. She looked back down at her plate, calming herself. She was getting herself too worried.

"Thanks Dave," She smiled as she picked her plate up and placed it in the sink. She then ran toward her room, she had to hide. She had to calm herself, before speaking to Simon. Her dear, sweet Simon. She ran into her room, and there was Simon, sitting on her bed, staring at something in his hand. "Simon?"

Simon looked up from the thing in his hand, and gave Jeanette his sweetest, most sincere smile. Jeanette smiled back, hers nervous but sweet. She sat next to him, staring at his hands curiously.

"Here," Simon said, clearing his throat as he handed her a golden chained locket. Her eyes sparkled delighted as she gasped.

"Simon… you shouldn't have," She said with a look of awe, "It's so beautiful."

"I know," Simon said with a smirk, "That's why it made me think of you." He said in an attempt to flirt. Jeanette's cheek flushed a deep red as she turned away from him. She felt him place the necklace over her neck, and she quickly forgot all about asking him to the movies, and focused all her energy on the necklace. It was the best gift she had received, because it was from him. Her special someone, who had a special place in her heart.

"T-thanks," Jeanette stuttered, to embarrassed from his flirting to say anymore. An awkward silence quickly swept over the two. Jeanette stared at the necklace for a while, before forcing herself to speak once more. "Where did you get it?"

"At a local jewelry store," He said smiling, "real gold too, cost me a fortune, but I thought you'd like it… and I knew it'd look beautiful on you too, I was right." Simon paused and reached for the heart on the locket, before opening it up. "I put a picture of me and you, so… even when we're far away, we can be together." He smiled, looking into her sparkling violet eyes.

Jeanette gave him a huge hug, before she released him.

"This… is the best gift ever! The chain was made perfectly; the gold is just as new and beautiful as ever, the heart is just the perfect shape, and the pictures… I-I really like the pictures you chose. Erm… their cute. Especially… yours," It was Jeanette's turn to try and flirt, though she stuttered and blushed as she did. She smiled at him, before lowering her voice to a light whisper, softer than the summer breeze. "It's… perfect."

"Glad you think so," Simon said, before he brushed her hair from her face, and adjusted her glasses for her. He leaned in, until she could feel his warm breathe on her face. His breathe smelled of green apples, her favorite apple, and she took the scent in. He was about to kiss her, and for once, she didn't feel nervous at all… in fact, it felt so… natural. She leaned in to, their lips about to touch…

CRASH! Jeanette, startled, jumped into Simon's arms, clutching him for safety. Simon laughed, though his eyes hardened a bit. Jeanette wondered if he was made the loud noise interrupted their almost kiss, or if he simply didn't want her in his arms. At that thought, she got up, brushing herself off.

"Let's find out what the sound was," She said as she opened the door and wandered out.

"So close," She heard Simon mutter angrily. She giggled, and ran faster into the room in which the sound came from. There, stood Alvin, Brittany, Eleanor and Theodore, huddled over a broken lamp.

"Great Brittany, this is your entire fault!" He yelled, rolling his eyes.

"Oh really? If you hadn't tried to be all gymnasts or whatever, it wouldn't have broken," Brittany hissed back, snapping her fingers. With that, Alvin's eyes were set ablaze in anger.

"You don't care about anything I do, do you?" Alvin shouted, surprising everyone.

"What do you mean-,"He cut off Brittany with the glares of his eyes.

"You don't even notice?! I only did it you impress you, but no, you're never impressed, you want more! I'm sorry I can't be freaking perfect Britt, I'm sorry I'm not your dream man, but I try. Is that not good enough for you!" He shouted, then his eyes widened. He only realized now what he had said, and everyone had heard. His cheeks flushed a deep red.

"Erm… Alvin, you liked me, huh?" Brittany said her blue eyes sparkled at the thought. Jeanette watched, as Alvin gulped nervously and slowly nodded. Fine, they admit it!

"Well then," Brittany said, forgetting about the fight. "You deserve this then, for trying so hard." With that, she pressed her lips against his, and Jeanette could see the sparks fly off those two, not really but… she swears to this day she could. Jeanette sighed, feeling jealous in her heart.

"That could have been me and Si…" She muttered, sadly.

"It still can be," Someone behind her whispered Jeanette turned to see Simon. She blushed.

"You heard that?"

"Yeah… was I not supposed to?" Simon asked with a slight chuckle. Jeanette giggled to, shifting her weight as the two stood by each other. Simon began to lean in again, and Jeanette's heart pounded. She wanted this, more than anything, but her shyness got the better of her as she backed away, leaving Simon to feel awkward and embarrassed.

"I-I need fresh air," She shouted as she darted off. She ran out of their hotel room, down the steps (the elevator was currently being fixed) and out the door. Her heart was still racing, not from the run, but from their almost kiss. Simon must have feelings for her! But… maybe not anymore… he must think she didn't like him! She ran out, not because she didn't want to kiss him, she was nervous. She never kissed before, how was it supposed to be done? Did he want a simple kiss, or… a French one? What? She didn't know. She face palmed her, and took off her necklace.

She stared at it for a second, when a giant gust of wind blew, and her necklace flew to the other side of the street. She gasped; feeling panicked and ran after it. She ran across the road, her heart pounding hard in her chest, looking out for cars.

She reached it on the other side, and sighed in relief as she placed it onto her neck once again. She began her journey back to the Hotel, when she felt a light shining on her fur. She looked toward the direction it came from, and to her utter horror, she realized the lights were headlights.

There was a car coming, straight for her. It hit her, and that's when it all went completely blank.