A/N: I'm SUPER excited to be getting this story published! I've been wanting to start a lengthy multi-chapter story for a really long time, and that's what this one is going to be. I was going to wait on starting it, but I just couldn't.

The POVs for this story are going to switch around between chapters, mostly because I want to try and focus on all six of the characters equally in this one. I'll also try to update as often as I can for this, but I really want this story to end up being good so updates might occasionally take a while.

Anyway, here's the first chapter. Hope you guys like it, and please review!

Disclaimer: I don't own anything. All characters belong to Ross Bagdasarian and Janice Karman.


It was an average, peaceful morning. The sky was a beautiful bright shade of blue, the weather wasn't too hot or too cold, and birds were even chirping. The morning held a certain calm feel to it— aside from a certain pink-clad Chipette currently throwing a huge fit, of course.

"No! No way. There is no way I'm doing this, I already told you guys that."

Brittany Miller stuck her nose in the air and crossed her arms firmly. She wasn't going through with this without giving her sisters a hard time, and that was that.

"Oh, come on," Eleanor sighed. "What's the big deal? It's not like you're going to be doing anything else."

Brittany shot her an angry look. What Eleanor had said was pretty much true, sure, but that didn't mean she had to say it.

It already sucked enough that it was the only the beginning of her summer and it had already been pretty much ruined. After the nasty break up she'd had with her long time boyfriend Alvin, the idea of an entire summer ahead of her suddenly didn't seem so exciting anymore. She knew she needed to find a way to bounce back up on her feet and get herself back on track, but that was easier said than done.

She wasn't usually one to long over break ups and mope about it for a very long time. But this one was different.

She'd been dating Alvin ever since she was thirteen. That meant three whole years of her putting up with him. He'd been her first serious boyfriend, the first actually real relationship she'd ever had with someone.

They had their fair share of arguments and times where both of them would insist that they were done before they made up a day after, but this time it was different. Completely different. There wouldn't be any making up or getting back together. Brittany was officially finished with Alvin Seville. She wanted nothing to do with him anymore.

She'd been the one to end things, but she knew it was a mutual thing.

Their relationship had always been a rocky one, even whenever it hadn't had a romantic aspect to it and they were just friends. It was hard and a challenge and definitely not the usual kind of relationship that most lovers had. And to be honest, Brittany actually really liked that it was so difficult. Her relationship with Alvin wasn't like anything else she'd ever experienced before, and that was what made it so interesting and fun.

But over the last few months, their relationship had taken a strange turn. Their arguments had become more serious and heated. Their insults were no longer teasing and playful but downright mean and hurtful. Being around one another suddenly felt more like a chore than anything. It was like that spark in their relationship that had once made it so fun had died out.

She'd known she was done with him the night of Muffy's big party.

Muffy was one of the most popular girls in school, she always had been. Although the Sisters club that she'd had with Courtney (the one that Brittany remembered desperately trying to become a member of all too well) had died out by the time middle school came around, she'd never lost her popularity. Parties hosted by her were always a big deal, and Brittany was always happy to get an invite.

Brittany had been standing in front of her vanity mirror, looking over the nice dress new she'd bought. She thought it hugged her curves just right and made her blue eyes look even brighter than they already did. She remembered being excited to show it off to everyone at the party, namely her boyfriend.

They'd gotten in a small fight the night before when he'd ditched hanging out with her the third time that week just to play video games by himself. They'd been growing distant from one another, and she knew that going to a party together would help get them back to normal.

When she'd dialed Alvin's number to see when he'd be picking her up, she didn't get an answer. She'd tried several more times before giving up, wondering what the hell was going on. Those thoughts had been answered moments later when her phone had went off.

She'd answered it only to have Alvin tell her that he wouldn't be able to make it to the party.

Just those words had made her want to throw her phone at the wall. She hadn't been sad about being ditched for the fourth time that week. She hadn't been upset. She hadn't been heartbroken or anything like that.

She was just downright pissed.

Alvin had never had issues with going to parties before. In fact, he loved them. He rarely ever missed them. And Muffy's start of the summer party shouldn't have been any different. She was tired of being put last. She was tired of being ditched. Most of all, she was tired of Alvin.

She hadn't regretted it one bit when she'd told him not to be sorry about it because she was through with him anyway. They'd argued over the phone for a little while after that, but in the end they'd both agreed on one thing. They wanted nothing to do with each other anymore.

When the morning after their break up had come, Brittany didn't feel any of the things she normally did after a fight with Alvin. She didn't feel like calling him up and telling him that she was ready to hear an apology and forgive him. She didn't feel like waiting to see if he would be the one to call her first instead. For the first time, breaking up with Alvin was actually what she seriously wanted.

That being said, it was still hard. She'd been dating him for so long that actually not being with him anymore was just weird. It was like a huge part of her daily routine had been ripped away from her, and adjusting to that was a really difficult thing to do.

So yeah, she knew that she'd have to find a way to get a fresh start and move on from him soon enough. Which was why a camping trip with her sisters and the chipmunks, including him, didn't settle well with her.

When Jeanette and Eleanor had happily told her about the camping trip Dave and the boys would be going on and had invited them to, she'd felt anything but happy. They'd both insisted that everyone thought it was a good idea because it would be a great chance to get away from everything for a little while and just have fun, but she disagreed.

And now here she was, both of her sisters trying to convince her to finally agree to go.

"I can't believe how selfish you guys are being!" Brittany growled, slamming her fist down onto her pink satin sheets. "You know why I don't want to go!"

Eleanor's gaze softened. She knew just what she'd meant by that. "It's not like you'd have to hang out with Alvin."

Brittany scoffed. She knew Eleanor couldn't be so stupid as to believe that it wouldn't be hard to avoid and ignore someone like Alvin.

"It'll be fun, Britt." Jeanette coaxed from beside her. "We'll all be there, not just him."

"We're trying to be the opposite of selfish. We're going to have a great time, and we don't want you to miss out on that all because of a boy." Eleanor added.

"And it w-would probably do you some good to start getting out again, but you don't have to come if you don't want to..." Jeanette allowed her voice to trail off.

"We'd just really like it if you did." Eleanor finished for her.

Her sisters just didn't get it. Even if she put the Alvin situation aside, it still wouldn't be fun for her. Maybe if they would have been doing something else it would have been an easier thing to consider, but camping? Seriously? Camping was not her thing.

Camping for an entire week with her sisters and the Seville boys didn't only mean having to be around Alvin for seven days. Whenever Brittany thought of camping, she thought of people getting dirty and gross and doing boring things like hiking and fishing. That was most definitely not her idea of fun, and it certainly wasn't what she wanted to do for a fresh start.

"Just think about it," Eleanor relented.

When all Brittany did was roll her eyes in response, her sisters finally got up from her bed and left the room, leaving her alone to her thoughts.

She sighed loudly, slumping down in her bed and pulling her "DIVA AT REST" sleeping mask back over her eyes. She didn't need to think about anything, all she needed was some more sleep.


Three days later, Brittany found herself standing outside next to an ugly, tacky minivan. She glared at it in disgust.

"I can already tell this is going to be super fun." she announced, her voice dripping with sarcasm.

Eleanor walked past her, loading her things into the van. "It's not that bad! Besides, we'll be outdoors most of the time anyway." She pulled one of her teal suitcases into the van, ignoring Brittany's grimace upon hearing the word "outdoors".

"Plus it has a great mini fridge in there!" Theodore announced excitedly as he helped Eleanor get her bags into the car.

"It looks a lot better on the inside than it does on the outside," Dave, the boys' father, assured her. He hopped inside and sat down at the driver's seat.

She wasn't so sure, but it was too late to turn back now.

"Well, I think it looks awesome, Dave." said an annoyingly familiar voice from behind her.

She turned to see Alvin walking over to the van, beginning to load his own things inside. Brittany glared at him, highly doubting that he actually thought that. He was already trying to start things with her and they hadn't even left yet. She was tempted to throw an insult or two his way, but she didn't. She would be the bigger person this time around.

"You do?" Dave asked, peering out the open door from the driver's seat. He was clearly surprised by his son's unusually optimistic attitude.

"Totally," Alvin nodded, disappearing into the van.

Brittany's fists clenched at her sides. She closed her eyes, took a deep breath, and then shoved any thoughts of what had just happened away. So what if she could already tell Alvin had decided he was going to be a brat? She didn't care. If she was going to go on some stupid camping trip, she was going to make sure she found some kind of way to enjoy herself. And he wasn't going to ruin that. She wouldn't let him.

Beside her, Jeanette struggled with what little bags she'd brought along with Brittany's own suitcases. Brittany usually got Alvin to carry her things, but that obviously wouldn't be happening anymore.

"Y-you know we're only going to be gone for a week, Brittany." Jeanette reminded her, stumbling towards the entrance to the van.

"I know," Brittany frowned. "I hope I didn't pack too little."

Jeanette hesitated before lifting one leg in an attempt to get inside the van. She wobbled uneasily and nearly toppled over, but Simon showing up beside her prevented that.

"Easy there," he said with a chuckle, taking some of the bags from her and helping her get them inside.

Jeanette blushed and let out a quick "th-thanks" before hurrying into the vehicle behind him.

Brittany rolled her eyes and finally walked inside the van herself. It did look a little nicer on the inside, she realized.

She sat down in one of the empty seats, pulling out a magazine from one of her bags to busy herself during the ride. In front of her, the loud sound of crunching met her ears.

"Theodore," she hissed, glaring at the back of his head. "Could you please chew a little bit more quietly?"

He turned around to smile apologetically at her. "Sorry, Brittany," Theodore said. Beside him, Eleanor giggled.

Brittany attempted to return to her reading, but it was still too hard to focus. Not too far away, Simon and Jeanette were sitting next to one another, happily chattering away about boring science crap or whatever that no one else cared about. She resisted the urge to throw her magazine at them.

And then, to make matters worse, a figure plopped down in the seat behind her. She felt her blood begin to boil as Alvin kicked off his shoes and propped his feet up on the back of her seat.

Brittany threw her magazine down and turned around so that she could glare at him. She then spoke the first words that she'd said to him since their break up.

"Get your feet off of my seat," she growled.

"This is Dave's van, not yours." Alvin told her, not looking bothered by her angry expression. "And as his son, what's Dave's, is mine. Meaning that's not your seat. Meaning I can put my feet wherever I want to put them."

"Move them," Brittany insisted.

Alvin smirked at her. "No."

"Move them!"

He simply leaned back, looking as if he were enjoying himself. "I don't think I will. Deal with it, princess."

"Everyone ready to go?" Dave asked before Brittany could reply to Alvin's obnoxious comment.

After he heard a simultaneous chorus of "ready", he began to pull out of the driveway.

Brittany slowly turned around and picked her magazine back up. She didn't care about the annoying way Alvin was acting. She'd just ignore it and let him see that he wouldn't be able to get to her, not anymore. She was above all of that silly nonsense now.

When Brittany had wondered what things would be like between the two of them once they saw each other again, she'd pictured a lot of different scenarios. Maybe they'd just share a lot of dirty looks and that would be that. Or maybe they would both ignore each other completely and pretend the other one wasn't even there. But that clearly wasn't what was happening.

Brittany would have preferred dirty looks or completely ignoring each other over Alvin managing to already piss her off like he usually did.

She'd just have to stop letting herself fall for that kind of stuff. He always got on her nerves because she let him. If she didn't want that to happen anymore, all she had to do was just... ignore it. And that couldn't be too hard, right?

She smiled to herself and went back to finally reading her magazine. Just as she'd started to get into it, though, the sound of loud chomping met her ears again. She opened her mouth to tell Theodore to knock it off, but then Simon and Jeanette had both started to laugh loudly together over something. On top of all that, Alvin's feet were still on the back of her seat.

Brittany gripped her magazine tightly.

It was going to be a long week.


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