"Not even the perfect gem could compare to your beauty…"

The scene of standing toe to toe with Jeanette on the make-shift boat ran through his mind. Over and over it played in his mind. He watched the way her purple eyes moved from surprise to happiness as the words seeped from his lips. He looked down at his torn clothes. The sleeves were torn off do to Simone's recklessness, and his hooded jacket was dirty from not being washed for two days. The fur on his arm was matted since the blood from the spider bite had its delusional effect. His brown fur had turned dull and the white fur on his face was filled with dirt. The boat moved along the blue sea until finally a coastguard found them. The speaker made a funny noise… Like… His alarm clock!

Simon cried out as he sprung up that Monday morning. He breathed rapidly and his heart raced. His vision was blurry… Had he been bitten again? He felt around in front of him. …Blanket… His hand moved to his left. ...Hard surface…His bed stand where his glasses were! No wonder his vision was blurry! Simon moved his hand until he found a pair of glasses. He put them on then pushed them up his nose to make them even with his eyes. He looked around with his eyes half lidded. Simon turned to his alarm clock and narrowed his eyes. He hit the button on top that said snooze. He fell back down into the light blue pillow. Simon reached under his glasses to rub his eye and kept them covered.

"I guess I have to go to school today…" He said to himself.

He sat up and looked around the room. The other chipmunks were still asleep… Simon turned away until he realized that something was missing. The purple bed across from his had been neatly made and was empty. This made him walk out of bed and check for clues.

Puzzled, he walked out the door cautiously and examined the hallway outside of his doorway. Nothing out there. He walked across the rug and past Dave's bedroom. Into the kitchen he walked, debating on whether to look in the bathroom too.

Simon made his way into the living room that had four Wii remotes scattered across the furniture. He remembered playing against Jeanette last night. He had let her win so that she didn't feel bad or anything. He was afraid of hurting her feelings. She looked so overjoyed at winning and he congratulated her. He sighed and looked at the floor. Sweet memories.

He turned and walked to the bathroom.

Maybe she got a head start for the bathroom… thought Simon, we all know how long it takes Brittany to shower...

He walked inside the white tiled bathroom. It was empty. He was worried now. Jeanette was nowhere to be found. All hope seemed lost until he'd remembered that her favorite place to go to clear her head was the roof. He walked out the door and climbed up the siding of the house. His blue plaid pajamas made it chilly outside even though he had a fur coat. Simon's paws finally felt the smooth lining of the gutter. He pulled his weight with his skinny arms and swung his right leg up. Out of breath, he laid in the pipe and panted. He stared at the lavender-orange sky.

A quiet noise woke him up from his daydreaming. His ears perked up and he sat up to listen. It was… singing. His face changed to wonder as the soft but strong voice rang in his ears. Simon peeked over the shingles of the roof and saw Jeanette sitting with her eyes watching the sky. Her back was leaned against the chimney, relaxed.

The words slipped from her lips like butter.

I wish upon a star...

That my love will come for me…

Don't matter who you are,

You wish upon it too,

To find who's best for you,

To find who's best…for you…

Water filled Simon's eyes as the words sank into his heart. He sniffled, fighting back tears. A familiar voice sounded from the chimney. Jeanette stood up and walked over to the gutter.

"H-hello? Is someone there?" Jeanette's gentle voice called.

Simon's throat tightened and his paws were sweating. His stomach was in knots. He took a big gulp.

"S-Simon?" Jeanette said hopefully.

Simon finally gathered the nerve to stand up and show himself.

"Um, y-yeah… It's me…" Simon rubbed the back of his neck.

Jeanette blushed. Simon did too.

"S-so… What are you up here for? N-not that I want you to leave or anything I just wanted to know…" Jeanette gushed.

"Well, I saw that you weren't sleeping in bed and I… Well…" Simon explained hopelessly.

"Oh, I see…" Jeanette replied to the ground.

Simon slightly panicked when he saw her sad eyes. He hated when sweet Jeanette was sad like that. He had to think fast. Then, an idea struck him like a lightning bolt on a tree.

"H-hey Jeanette." He began to sputter. "I have this science test this afternoon in 7th period, and was hoping at lunch you'd like to help me study in the library."

"I-I'd love to!" Jeanette said joyfully. She hugged him tightly. "By the way, what kind of science are you studying?"

She was close now, and she was about to grab his hand. Simon grabbed hers first and they stared into each other's eyes. Simon couldn't back out now.

"Chemestry." He replied happily and they hugged again.

"It's a date." Jeanette whispered softly into his ear.


This popped into my mind a while ago and I just HAD to write it! BTW, please review! ;D