So I've decided to write something a bit out-of-my-area and go with the Alvin x Simon pairing a bit (since I find it very intense and exciting), though I'm not intending for it to go too far. Also my first Simon x Brittany.

Enjoy and reveiw if you feel up to it ;)

Simon watched her from the back row; she was so popular, how would she notice someone like him? Ever?

Yep, it seemed pretty impossible that Brittany Miller would ever take an interest in a nerd like Simon Seville. Especially since she was dating his older brother, Alvin, who didn't seem too fond of giving her up anytime soon.

Simon was stuck. And she wasn't an equation he could simply figure out for himself, he needed her help, too.

Help... that could...

Ideas streamed into Simon's head; Brittany was bad at math, she wouldn't listen to her sister when she tried to tell her, but she'd listen to Simon... wouldn't she..?

'You're going to tutor my girlfriend?' Alvin asked once they came home and Simon had presented the idea. 'She's not a good listener, Si. She won't co operate with you.'

'I can try.' Simon insisted.

'And she's doing this willingly?' Alvin continued, unbelieving.

'I haven't asked her yet, Alvin,' Simon chided, 'I kind of need your say so if I can handle your girlfriend, don't I?'

He smirked. '"Handling" my girlfriend won't be necessary.' He told Simon. Simon blushed a bit. Alvin didn't notice (or care about) this slip-up.

'Sorry,' He covered, 'I meant; I'll be alone with her, and you might want to know that.'

Alvin nodded. 'Sure, but me and Brit are on-and-off, there's kinda no point asking me when we'll probably split up tomorrow.' He reminded. Hope filled Simon.

'I guess...'

'You want to tutor me?' Brittany asked Simon in science as they watched a movie. 'Me of all people?'

'You do need the most help –' Alvin put in, Simon shushed him.

Brittany glared at him. 'You're dumped,' She announced in a mocking whisper. Simon smiled in amusement; these two had no future like this.

'Yes, Brittany,' Simon told her, 'You're one of my friends and you're struggling, why not?'

She sighed. 'Oh, I don't know... I suck?' She tried.

Simon shook his head. 'You just haven't been taught right,' He promised, 'you're into the fun stuff and you get boring speeches instead.'

'So what's the difference?' Alvin interrupted. 'Between you and our teacher?'

'The difference,' Simon replied as Brittany mouthed "dumped" to Alvin, 'is that I know Brittany better than the teachers.'

'And..?' Alvin pressed, smirking at Brittany.

'And I know how to teach her properly,' Simon continued, 'with shopping.'

Brittany looked up to him immediately. 'When can we go?' She asked. Simon chuckled.

'Not now, Brittany,' He told her.

'Oh...' She looked back at Alvin, crossed her arms, looked back at Simon, then him and mouthed again "dumped".

The class ended and they went out to lunch. Simon talked about a schedule with Brittany the whole way to where they sat for lunch, going through when she'd be more alert and where would be her best learning environment.

'So let me get this straight,' Brittany tried, frowning, 'Monday, Wednesday, Friday and Saturday?' Simon laughed and shook his head. She kept getting it wrong.

'Monday, Tuesday Friday and Saturday.' He corrected. 'Since Wednesday is a sport day and I know you'd want to shower after –'

'Bathe.' She corrected. 'I only shower on the weekends. Bathing soothes the muscles after sport.' Simon shrugged.

'Anyway, you won't want to learn after sport, basically.' He smiled. 'And where do you want to go?'

Brittany looked straight at Alvin pointedly and derisively. 'Oh, your room will be fine.' She assured. Alvin's eyes widened, he took Simon by the hand and led him away from her.

'Whatever you do, do not give in to her, okay?' He asked.

'What do you mean?' Simon frowned.

'She's such a flirt, tease, seductress, everything you can name,' Alvin warned, 'I don't want you to do anything you'll – or I'll – regret, alright? You get me?'

Simon nodded. 'I get it, but, seriously, Alvin,' He said forcefully, 'I'm more controlled than that. By the way; how do you know? Personal experience, maybe?'

'No, no,' Alvin assured, 'but she did trap me in her bedroom once, back me up to the bed, lie on me, kiss me –' He saw Simon's face and stopped. ' – I had to resist every single urge in my body.' He sighed. 'I don't want you to go through that...'

Simon raised an eyebrow. 'Oh, you do, just not with Brittany, right?'

Alvin lost the fake care and nodded. 'Exactly.'

'Simon,' Brittany whispered. 'I need to have a break... come on, Si... I want you...' He smiled and shook his head.

'I don't think so.' He told her. 'Not in this house.' She crawled over to him from the top of the bed, he sat on the floor.

'Well, which house?' She asked, peeking over the edge to hold his gaze. 'I'm too hot to work, Seville.'

He tilted his head up. 'Later, maybe.' He smirked. She smiled in satisfaction and leaned in closer...

Simon woke with a start. He needed to stop this dreaming about her; it couldn't happed... not right now anyway. He ran a hand through his hair, rubbing his eyes and putting his glasses on.

'Whoa!' He jumped as Alvin's face was close to his. Simon quickly gathered himself together, sighing. 'What do you want?' He asked. Alvin smirked and backed up a little. Simon held him in the position, not letting him go.

Alvin frowned at the grab, but didn't protest. He looked up at Simon and smiled. 'You were moaning.' He told Simon, who blushed and looked down. 'Who was it?' He continued. 'Not Jeanette, right? Surely not?'

Simon sighed. 'I don't want to talk about it with you, Alvin.' He admitted. Alvin wouldn't drop it.

'Come on, Si,' He pressed, 'It was Jeanette, wasn't it? If not, who else is turning you on that much? I need to know, Simon,' He insisted. Simon let go of his arm, but Alvin wouldn't go. 'Please? I won't tell, it'll be our secret, I promise I –' Simon cut him off short by kissing his brother lightly on his bottom lip.

He was blushing madly when they parted, Alvin's eyes were wide and shocked to the extreme.

'Me?' He asked. Simon nodded his lie. 'You... me?' He checked. 'Whoa... okay... weird... a little... creepy...'

Simon sighed. 'I wanted to tell you so many times...' He lied. 'Since last month...'

Alvin looked super uncomfortable. 'That's... um... well, not okay, but... um...' He struggled. Simon looked down, trying to act ashamed. 'S-Simon I ... can't do this... I'm... I'm sorry... it's... too out-there... even for me... uh...don't... don't mention this to anyone? As a favour to me? Uh... I'm sorry, Si...' He went to leave, but turned back. 'You... you taste...' He thought a moment. 'N-never mind...' He left Simon feeling really stupid for not thinking of a better comeback. Then again; this could work to his advantage.

And the triangle begins... Simon wants Brittany, who wants Alvin, who may just want Simon...

Complicated would best describe it all.