~Alvin's POV~
It was a completely normal Friday afternoon. Me and my best friend Carter were eating pepperoni pizza on the couch while we were watching an epic zombie movie. Carter is a kid on the football team with me. But unlike Ryan and the rest of the gang, Carter is (kind of) nice to my brothers. Plus, he's a prankster like me, so we have our fun.
Anyway, Carter and I stopped paying attention to the movie and were whacking each other with pillows. "Dave, Alvin's hitting me!" Carter complained, even though I was barely doing any damage to Carter because I'm a chipmunk and he's a human. It sucks being a chipmunk sometimes. You know, being smaller than everyone else.
"Dave's not here right now, stupid," I informed him. "He's picking up more soda for us and picking Brittany up from cheerleading and Jeanette and Simon from some boring science thing and Eleanor from basketball and I don't got a clue where Theo is."
"So we're alone?" Carter asked skeptically.
"Yeah, we're alone. Obviously." I scoffed. Sometimes Carter is a total idiot.
"Sweet, let's go destroy your brother's room." Carter raced up the stairs. "Simon's room!" He called over his shoulder so I'd know whose room to raid.
"Carter, did you hear that?" I heard some groaning and banging somewhere outside. It might have been the movie?
Carter's face was pale. But he didn't want me to think he was scared. "It-it was just the mov-movie." He stammered.
I crossed my arms. "Carter, I think we both know that wasn't the movie." To prove my point, I hopped on the remote and hit the 'off' button. The groaning and banging outside continued. "It's a zombie apocalypse, Carter." I stated in a dead-calm voice.
Carter went sprinting to the kitchen. He grabbed his backpack and began shoving food from the cabinet in his backpack. "Alvin, go get your pocket knife!" His voice commanded my body into action. I blindly flew up the stairs to my room and grabbed my pocket knife of the dresser. I looked around the room. There, on my bed, was Theodore's teddy bear. I didn't know where Theodore was, but I knew he'd appreciate it if I took his teddy. So that's what I did. I grabbed my cap. I took one last look at my room. I decided to leave a note.
Dear Dave, Simon, Theo, Brittany, Jeanette, and Eleanor,
I just wanted to let you all know I'm alive. Carter and me left when we heard the zombies. We hope that you're all alive. Theo, I have your teddy. I'm keeping it for you. I'm waiting for you, Theo. I hope you find us.
Alvin Seville
I came into the kitchen, triumphantly holding the loot I had got from my room. Carter regarded the teddy bear with suspicion, but he didn't say anything about it. "Quick," He whispered, "Jump into my bag." I did as I was told. I was scared, but pretended to scowl at being forced to stay in there. I did not want to look like a baby.
I felt Carter lifting up the bag. We were leaving my home for a very long time. Possibly forever. "We've got to find the others." I pleaded in a hoarse whisper. Whispering wasn't really my thing.
"Quiet, Alvin," Carter shushed me. "We have to find a car."
Suddenly, I realized that I may never see my family again.
Thanks for reading my story, guys! Will Alvin ever find his family again? Will he and Carter find a car? Will they survive? And will Alvin manage to keep his promise to Theodore and keep his teddy safe? Don't forget to rate and review! You can send in OCs if you want. Just tell me their first and last names, short personality description and how they survived the apocalypse so far. WARNING—if you want to send in OCs, be prepared that they may die. Just saying! Thanks, again! iMinions36 is over and out!
