Alvin and the Chipmunks: Newbies on the Block

by CountryGeek8

What if The Chipmunks and the Chipettes had one extra brother/sister that is now unintentionally under Ian's control? And what if Alvin, Simon, and Theodore's brother's not on speaking terms with them? And what romance may spark between the characters that causes drama? Find out in Alvin and the Chipmunks: Newbies on the Block.

1. Chapter 1

I only own Paige, my OC. If you are not a fan of OC's, do not read this chapter and this fanfiction altogether.

Chapter 1: A new client

I sat in this dark, old, yet valued, maple tree. This was the 2,934th day since my sisters, the Chipettes, left. But who's counting? I rose up, grabbed a large stick, and firmly, but carefully, stroked my hair The ponytail in my head couldn't even touch my shoulder. It was a somewhat, curly ponytail. If you saw it, it'd look like someone put a gently used curling iron through my head. But in honesty (because I don't lie. Not), I used sticks, instead of burning, malfunctioning technology. I sighed, missing the Chipettes. Being 17, it's hard not to continue being taught by Brittany to sing, or being lectured by Jeanette, or making nut soup with Eleanor. Especially, for 8 years (2,905 days) and 29 days. Ugh. The truth is, I really wanted to leave and go, to meet the Chipmunks. Oh, how exciting that would be. But my sisters liked being a star long before I did. So, yeah. Now I do. Meeting the Chipmunks would be fun (especially since I've had this unofficial crush on Alvin). I climbed to the top of the tree, to find a huge building with a label on it saying, JET RECORDS. I gasped.

"Jet Records...the Chipmunks, Chipettes, being a star… Ian Hawke!" I squealed pouring thoughts out of my head. If I went to Jet Records, I could become a star, also meeting the The Chipmunks. Plus, my sisters. I immediately scurried down the tree onto the pavement. I found Ian Hawke talking to another man in a tuxedo. I mean, come on guys, professional dress is a good thing, but that's gotta' be sad considering hot it is. I mean, it's JULY.

"Mr. Hawke, you've already had 3 extensions on this. You have until Monday to find 2 new clients. If not, you're fired." The man Ian was talking to informed.

"2 clients? In 3 days, oh come on man," he said. I wagged a finger. Here comes client number 1. I scurried onto the pavement and smiled. Ian stared down at me and jumped back.

"Good day, I am Paige." I informed.

"Oh great, another one." The other man said, in a sarcastic, yet so calm mood. I found it annoying. Ugh, he's weird.

"Correct, but incorrect. I am from the species Tamias, but…I am a Chipette, middle sister and twin of Brittany, younger than Jeanette. Older than Eleanor." I said curtsying.

"So, what do you want?"

"2 things, to sing so you will sign me, and to go to the Chipettes' house." I said. I cleared my throat.

Yo, what I gotta' do to show these girls that I own them.

Some call me Nicky and some call me Roman. Skiza, Pliza, I'm in Ibiza.

Whoo! Giuseppe, Zannoti my own sneaker.

Oh, oh, oh! Come fill my glass up, a little more, we bout to get up, and burn this floor! You know we getting hotter and hotter. Sexy and hotter Let's shut it down.

Ian took out his phone out.

"Jet Records, I'd like to sign a new client. Paige the Chipette." He said. I squealed and smiled.

"Thanks, Dave. I won't let you down! Promise!" I said.