Author's Note;

This is my new story. Of course Alvittany. I read the Hunger Games and I'm obessed with the battles and fights. So, it's a war story but it's more mature than We're Heroes. If you're reading this, you can also read my We're Heroes story.

Anyway. Enjoy. Sorry for the mistakes. Read & Review.

I DO NOT OWN Alvin, Brittany, Simon, Jeanette, Theodore, Eleanor, Dave or Miss Miller.


"When your heart beats, you're going to get a power to do anything." by Lyra. (Me)


"Beep, beep, beep, beep..."

It was 7.00 a.m. in Los Angeles. The Seville family woke up with this alarm clock.

The man with black hair and brown eyes jumped out of his bed. He was the only adult in the room. And believe me, it's a very hard thing. He took out his clothes from his wardrobe. Then he wore them and ran to the kitchen. He had to go to his work. And if he didn't run, he would be late. And by the way, his name was Dave. Dave Seville.

He was very forgetful. But he was such a good songwriter.

While he was making the breakfast, one of the boys woke up. He was the middle of the 3 brothers. He had brown hair and fur and ice blue eyes. He wore his glasses to see a thing. He stood up from his blue covered bed, and went to his wardrobe. He took out his blue hoodie and jeans and wore them. And guess what? His favorite color is blue.

He put his homework to his bagpack. He was very tidy and planned. Yes, you can call him a nerd. He was the best student in the school and he was always right. He always known what to do. His name was Simon.

He started walking to the kitchen. Then the other boy woke up. He was the youngest. He had auburn hair and fur and green eyes. He sat on his bed and yawned. He couldn't sleep well because he had a nightmare.

He stood up and wore his green hoodie and jeans. His favorite color was green. He smelled the breakfast and his eyes suddenly opened. Yes, he liked eating.

He was a good chef. And he always ate things. He was the softest of the brothers. He was so sweet, and nice. Sometimes so shy. He was a easy target. His name was Theodore.

He walked to kitchen. "Good morning!" he cheered. He really loved his family.

"Good morning." Dave and Simon answered in unison. Then simon sat on a chair, and Dave continued slicing the bread. Theodore tried to see what is he doing. Then he gave up and asked:

"What's for breakfast Dave?" Dave turned to his hungry boy. And by the way, these three brothers were adopted by Dave.

"Bread slices with Nutella." he asnwered. Theodore smiled. Yes, it was simple but it was food anyway.

While that was happening, there was still a sleeping boy. And he didn't like waking up anytime soon. He had brown hair and fur and hazel eyes.

It was the most arrogant, most irritating boy. He was selfish at the same time. He always argued or fought with Simon, used Theodore as a target, and drove Dave crazy. And he was the oldest of the brothers.

He was a real troublemaker. If you're a girl, you may say 'Aww, so cute.' This was what all of the girls say everytime. But if you know him... Well, it isn't so "cute". He's really annoying and irritating. And I think I should add, he's a hyperactive boy. He always sent things flying. But he's not a morning person.

Did I just say person? Oh. These 'boy's and stuff which do from people... I known that you were surprised when I said "fur". But if you think they are people, you're wrong. These brothers are chipmunks, with their high pitched squeaky voices.

"Breakfast's ready!" it was Dave's voice. His normal human voice. The lazy chipmunk groaned in his red covered bed. Yeah, true guess. His favorite color is red.

"Did you hear me?" it was Dave again. The chipmunk ignored him and went back sleeping. Yeah, maybe you didn't like him when I told, but sorry, I'm going to tell from his eyes.

The furry boy buried his face into his pillow. He didn't want to wake up. He didn't want to go to school. He hated school.

He was confused when a silence happened. Cause he was waiting for another yell or something. Or maybe his nerd brother might wake him up. When he understood they gave up, he grinned to himself and went back sleeping.

But he was wrong. It was a silence before a storm. A few seconds later, his adoptive father's voice disturbed his ears.

"AAAAALLLLLVVIIIIIINNN!" Maybe you understood, but still... His name was Alvin.


Now, they were in school. Alvin had woren his red hoodie with a yellow capital 'A ' on it. He always thought that he's great.

The triple walked in the school hall. Some of the geeks waved at Simon. Some of the Cooking Class students waved at Theo. Some of the jocks and girls waved at Alvin.

Then Simon smiled ear-to-ear. He ran to the lockers.

"Hi Jean." he said. A girl with glasses turned to him.

A girl? Ugh, where is my mind? A girl chipmunk, so a chipette with purple glasses, jeans, a purple shirt and an untidy bun turned to him. Her name was Jeanette. She was the middle of the Miller sisters. Her hair and fur were brown and her eyes were violet. She was so shy and quiet, sometimes clumsy. But she was really smart, like Simon.

"Hi Si." she said. Simon smiled.

At the other side of school, Theodore had already run towards another gir- Chipette. Towards another chipette. Her name was Eleanor, and she was the youngest of the Miller sisters. She had blond hair and fur and green eyes.

She was very skilled on art. She drew pictures, sewed clothes and cooked. She was good at the sports too. She was a very mature chipette.

"Hey Theo." she greeted. Theodore blushed when she called him with his nickname.

"Hey Ellie." he said. Eleanor smiled.

And at the other side of the school... There was trouble.

Alvin hid behind the lockers and watched his target. He slowly walked towards her. He leaned in and waited her to turn around. She took out her books from her locker. Then slammed it and turned around...

A high pitched scream echoed in the hall, Alvin bursted out laughing.

She was the oldest of the Miller sisters. She had woren her pink skirt, white shirt and a black jacket. Her auburn hair was in her signature ponytail. She was very beautiful. She was like a girl version of Alvin. She was not so selfish but she was arrogant and hot-headed like him. Her name was Brittany. Her hair and fur were auburn and her eyes were ocean blue.

She was really girly and sassy. Alvin always teased with her, that's why their fights never end. They always raced with each other but... Well, they were best friends for a long time. They understood each other perfectly. And their relationship was very strong. Yeah, it was like a roller-coaster but still...

"What the hell are you doing?!" Brittany yelled. Alvin continued laughing. Brittany glared at him.

"You should have seen your face!" Alvin exclaimed. Brittany rolled her eyes.

"One day I will kill you Alvin." she said. Alvin rolled his eyes. "I'm really gonna kill you, know it."

"I want to see that day, Britt." he said, finally stopping laughing. Brittany looked at him and raised an eyebrow.

"I can show you that day if you want." she said. "It isn't so far from us."

Alvin rolled his eyes again. Then Simon and Jeanette came to them.

"What's up guys?" Alvin said. Simon rolled his eyes.

Then Theodore and Eleanor joined them.

"Simon, today you're a little bit late. Why?" Jeanette asked. Simon groaned.

"It was a little hard to wake Alvin up." he said. Jeanette giggled. Brittany rolled her eyes. Alvin glared at him and Theodore and Eleanor acted like nothing's wrong.

"Well, if you think that he was going to give me a heart attack a few seconds ago, I'm not surprised." Brittany said. Alvin smirked and wrapped an arm around her.

"You know Britt." he began. "Maybe I didn't give you a heart attack." she looked at him. "But I know I stole your heart."

Brittany raised her eyebrows. "Ha, in your dreams!" she snapped.

"I know it's true." said Alvin in a charming voice. Brittany threw his arm from herself.

"It's not." she argued back.

"It is."

"It's not."

"It is."

"It's not."

"It is."

"It's not.

"It is."

'Rinnnggg' It was the school bell. Everyone went to their classes, so Alvin and Brittany's fight finished for a lesson.

It was just a simple Seville and Miller day. But they didn't know it was the last simple day of their lives.


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