A/N: Hey, everyone! A long week of basketball practice is over with, midterms are dead and gone, and I can finally start writing my first fanfic! Since I have a border-line obsession with Alvin and the Chipmunks, I decided to write my first story on them. A couple of extra characters are added into this story and play a pretty big role, so definetly pay attention to them!

And as we can probably all tell, I do not own any of the Chipmunks, Chipettes, Miss Miller, or Dave, because otherwise, I wouldn't be writing this, now would I?

Enjoy!

"Girls, wake up! It's moving day!" Miss Miller's voice echoed throughout the empty house.

Brittany, Jeanette and Eleanor woke up with a start. "It's moving day!" they said excitedly. Jeanette and Eleanor quickly changed and ran downstairs to meet Miss Miller.

"I'm sorry I woke you girls up a bit late," Miss Miller said, "but the moving van is outside, and we need to bring all of our extra bags to the van…where's Brittany?" she asked, suddenly realizing Brittany's absence.

Eleanor sighed. "She's still upstairs fixing her hair."

Miss Miller walked towards the staircase. "Brittany, get down here, or we'll be late!" she yelled upstairs.

"I'll be down in a minute!" Brittany replied from her bedroom.

"Well, you'd better be!" Miss Miller yelled back. "That girl will never learn that her hair is not that important…"

The doorbell suddenly rang, and when Miss Miller opened the door, Alvin, Simon, Theodore, and Dave stood outside. Dave flashed a wide smile. "Hi, Miss Miller! We're to help load the van."

"Good, you're just in time, too." Miss Miller quickly pulled them through the front door. "The moving van's waiting outside, and--" As if on cue, the driver of the van honked impatiently. "Hey lady!" the driver yelled. "We ain't got all day!"

Miss Miller sighed and yelled, "Just give us a minute!" She turned back to Dave. "And as you can see, they're pretty impatient." She turned to the Chipmunks and the Chipettes. "Alright, let's move!" she said, gesturing towards the stairs.

Just then, Brittany walked down the stairs wearing heavy makeup, and her hair curled and pulled into a ponytail. Jeanette and Eleanor sighed. "What?" she asked. "You can't rush beautiful hair. And I want to make a good impression in Weller." Her sisters rolled their eyes.

All six of the chipmunks ran upstairs to bring all of the bags down. While Simon and Theodore carried Jeanette and Eleanor's belongings, Alvin merely stared at the tower of bags Brittany had. He looked at Brittany. "What?" she asked.

"There's got to be at least thirty different bags!" he yelled.

Brittany smiled. "I know. And I'll need them all in the van in five minutes," she said while examining her nails.

Alvin stared at her in disbelief. "Aren't you at least going to help?"

"They're your responsibility, not mine." Alvin glared at her. She pulled his red cap over his eyes before walking out of the room. "Have fun!"

Five minutes later, the van was packed, the car was warmed up, and everyone shared their last-minute goodbyes.

Theodore hugged Eleanor tightly. "I'm really gonna miss you Ellie," he said.

Eleanor smiled. "Oh, Theo, we'll only be in the next town, but I'll miss you too."

"We promise, we'll visit often," Simon said as he held Jeanette's hand and walked her over to the car. Jeanette smiled, knowing Simon would keep that promise.

Brittany looked over at Alvin. "Well? Aren't you going to miss me?"

Alvin shrugged. "I'll know once you leave," he said.

Brittany glared at him. "Loser."

"At least I don't look like a clown with all that makeup on my face!" Alvin yelled. Brittany gasped. "Yeah, that's right! I went there!" Brittany stormed over to the car and slammed the door shut.

"Bye David!" Miss Miller yelled out the car window as they pulled out of the driveway. They all waved as they drove away, while Brittany and Alvin stuck their tongues out at each other.

The chipmunks and Dave all watched the car disappear at the end of the road. "I miss them already," Theodore said sadly, and hugged Dave.

As they walked into the house, Alvin looked down the road their car drove down. "Yeah…I miss them too…"

***

Sally Garrick sat on her front porch with a cup of hot chamomile tea that afternoon. It was exactly that time of day, at around twelve noon, that Sally would decide to do her daily observations of the neighborhood. Weller Avenue was usually a very peaceful, quiet town, but to her, some of the strangest people lived in the area…

As she sat on the porch, Mrs. Dunsworth, her next door neighbor, opened the door to her house, and walked out to the mailbox. She flipped through her mail, and suddenly realized that Sally was staring intently at what she was doing, watching her every move. Mrs. Dunsworth began to speed-walk towards her door, but Sally wasn't going to let her go anywhere without a conversation.

"Good afternoon, Mary!" she said, throwing a fake smile at her neighbor.

Mrs. Dunsworth froze in her tracks, and slowly turned around. "Oh, h-hello Sally," she said, nervously gazing at Sally.

"Isn't a beautiful day today?" Sally asked with fake enthusiasm, gesturing to the neighborhood decorated with bright autumn colors.

"Uh…y-yes, it is," Mrs. Dunsworth answered, slowly inching her way towards the door that was just a few feet away. "Well, um…I have to go Sally," she quickly said, resuming her fast pace towards the Sally wasn't going to let her get away that easily.

"So, any important mail you've got there?" she asked curiously.

"Oh, not really, just…you know, letters, bills…" Mrs. Dunsworth stopped in the middle of her sentence, quickly realized her mistake, and clamped a hand over her mouth.

Sally grinned, and took advantage of this moment. "Bills, huh? Still having difficulty paying those off?"

Mrs. Dunsworth winced, clearly hurt by Sally's comment; however she gained the courage to reply, "I am doing perfectly fine with my debts, thank you very much," but this only made matters worse for her.

"Oh, really Mary? Last I heard, the credit card company was hunting you and Alex down for the money you owed them." Sally giggled as she remembered the Dunsworth's dilemma. "And Alex's law firm heard about it, and they fired him!" She was now in a laughing fit, not caring if tears were falling from Mrs. Dunsworth's eyes. Mrs. Dunsworth ran back into the house, and slammed the door shut. Sally wiped the few tears out of her eyes from laughing so hard, and took another sip of her tea. "Oh, the Dunsworths," she sighed. "What losers."

She continued her scope of her neighborhood, and noticed that a man across the street opened the door to his home and stepped outside. But when he realized that Sally was sitting on her porch, he quickly ran back inside. Sally looked a bit offended by this. "What? Is he too scared to talk to me?" she scoffed. Sally shrugged it off and said, "Well, he probably just doesn't want to admit that his daughter's too stupid to get into college." She took another sip of tea. "Anyone who's daughter wants become a professional at basketball must not be proud of it."

Suddenly, a large moving van drove down the street, and stopped in front of a house on the opposite side of the street. Sally watched with confusion as five men began removing furniture from the van and into the house, until realization finally hit her: "That's right! The McGuires moved out a few weeks ago! I wonder who's moving in…"

A few minutes later, a car came down the street and parked behind the moving van. A woman with gray hair stepped out of the driver's seat, and waved hello to the moving men. As she carried on a conversation with the men, Sally saw three young girls step out of the car. One was wearing a pink outfit with leggings, and immediately grabbed a small mirror out of her pocket and began fixing her auburn hair. Another with a brown, messy bun was wearing a blue turtleneck and purple skirt, and stared nervously at her sloppy, untied shoes, which made her glasses fall down to her nose. And a third girl was wearing a green dress and blonde pigtails, staring and smiling at the houses and colorful trees in her new neighborhood.

Sally sighed in confusion and disgust at her new neighbors. "Why would a woman like that be raising such young girls?" she inquired. She watched the family make their way into the house. "I guess I can't find anything out about them without talking to them." Sally took one last sip of her tea, placed it on the step she was sitting on, and made her way over to the house.

Sorry about the really long section about Sally, but like I said, she plays a pretty big role in this story!

So, definetly click on that magical little green button at the bottom of the screen and tell me what you think! I'll update as soon as I can!

~leshawnaseville15 (^_^)