Chapter One: The Plan
Brittany's POV:
I'm not sure exactly what we did or how it happened, but we just weren't that popular anymore. Our fan levels dropped and they moved on with their lives, and I just wasn't going to sit here and do nothing. Not by a long shot. I'm Brittany Miller, and I'm the lead singer of a female band called the Chipettes. And we aren't your average females either. We're chipmunks, which makes us way more unique than that guy across the street.
"I'm sorry Brittany, I know how hard you worked to get us famous," a chipmunk with violet eyes that shimmered and a messy small ponytail and dark brown hair whispered to me, giving me a sad and worried glance.
"Don't worry about it Jeanette," I said through gritted teeth, "our manager will get us through this." A plump, golden brown furred chipmunk with big green eyes and two golden piggy-tails walked up to us with a sparkling green dress on. Her mouth was curled in a smile and she gave me a happy glance.
"What are you so happy about? That we aren't popular anymore?" I snapped, I didn't know why this hurt me so much. I guess I instantly took it to heart. My sisters and I worked hard in our careers, and now… it was all just gone. Vanishing into the thin air around us.
"Will," Eleanor said, I couldn't ignore the shimmer in her eyes, "We're going to get boyfriends and get famous again!" She giggled. Jeanette pushed up her violet glasses and gave me a confused glance. I shrugged at her to say, 'I have no idea…' I gave Eleanor a slight glance.
"What are you talking about?" I asked her, frowning. I really didn't think having a boyfriend could honestly get me anywhere close to a boyfriend. I mean how on Earth? You're not famous because you're dating right? Exactly my point.
"Well Ian said that we're going to date a famous boy band and allow their popularity to get us popular again." She exclaimed.
"What boy band?" Jeanette asked, raising an eyebrow. She was just as lost as I was. She was the smart one, so if she didn't get it, then whatever Eleanor was saying defiantly made no sense on any planet whatsoever.
"Alvin and the Chipmunks, they are the most popular band this year, and they are going to be our fake boyfriends!" Eleanor smiled at me, giving me a wink. I knew she knew how much I really liked that band. They inspired us all. I really loved Alvin too; he was so cute, am I right? Of course I am! But I never met them in person, and I don't know if I'd actually like him.
"Is that so?" I ask slowly, already dreaming of the chance to meet them and pretend to be dating. I hated this idea anyway, it sounded like lying. It was lying, to our remaining fans, and to the Chipmunks fans as well. I bit my lower lip, sorting this all out. "So when do we meet them?"
"Tomorrow morning. Ian set it all up with Dave, the Chipmunk's manager. I can't wait to me Theodore! He is so cute!" Eleanor giggled into her hands, and I frowned. I couldn't believe she was excited. I mean, I was, just no exactly the way she was. We couldn't make any special connections to them, knowing Ian of course he would forbid it. And, maybe the Chipmunks manager would too. I didn't know, but I already knew that this would end in a disaster.
Alvin's POV:
I sat on the couch, sighing. There was nothing in the world I'd rather be doing than sit on this couch and just relax. I didn't even care how many fans were standing outside my door, I wanted to sit here and enjoy my life.
"Alvin, come in here I have some…., news." I heard my adoptive father, Dave, exclaim down the hall. I sighed and turned off the TV. What did we want this time? I knew for a fact that nothing had been broken or caught on fire tonight. Did I get blamed for a mistake the Theodore or Simon made again?
I finally got into his room; he sat on the bed, his eye brows furrowed and his face looking rather serious. I stiffened, did someone die or something? I couldn't tell if this was a bad-serious or a good-serious.
"Yeah?" I managed to choke out. I glanced to the side to notice my two brothers, Simon in the usual dark blue hoodie and black rimmed glasses and Theodore in the usual dark green hoodie and big green eyes. I sighed in relief, so I wasn't in trouble.
"You're getting girlfriends." He said softly, and I felt my heart skip a beat. Girlfriends? I didn't think that was a subject a father, adoptive or not, would force upon his sons. No, usually this was a choice that we would make on our own. I sighed, giving him a slight glare.
"What?" each of us exclaimed at the same time. Even innocent Theodore seemed to be confused. I smirked, so we all thought the same thing and agreed, for once in our lives. I heard Dave sigh and he rubbed his temples as if they ached.
"I'm sorry, but those girls could use some help and I couldn't turn them down. Plus, I'm sure each of them will catch one of your eyes. They're a band called the… chipettes." Dave says softly, giving each of us a pat on the back. I sigh, feeling my shoulders slump. The chipettes? I never really paid attention to them. I decided tonight I'd look them up, just to get some info on them. "But, don't worry you'll be fake dating. Not actually dating." I rolled my eyes.
"Like that helps," I groan.
"Alvin, wouldn't helping another band make you feel better?" Simon said to me, his sapphire eyes gleaming. I sighed; I wouldn't have done it usually because they'd be reveals to me. But them, they were so low on the popular list now that I didn't think they'd make any form of competition. I sighed; this was going to end horribly right?
"Oh and another thing, Ian said that no matter what you do, you can't fall for them." Will that should be easy. Or maybe, not so much.
