In this fanfiction, the Chipettes number has raised to four, not three sisters. The fourth sister's name is Rachel, and is often called Rae. With dark, nearly black fur, she's feisty and sassy, often feeling more comfortable around the Chipmunks than her sisters. She is the second smallest girl, only taller than Eleanor. Light brown eyes and a constant, stray away hair behind her right ear are her physical characteristics. Her hair is pulled into a braid over her left shoulder. She wears a yellow dress. She plays the role as the rapper in the Chipettes group, often sharing duets with Alvin. She plays the role of the hardworker; not as confident as Brittney, not as smart as Jeanette, and not as sympathetic as Eleanor, Rachel keeps her head down and always offers help. Rachel is the second oldest, born before Jeanette and after Brittney. Based off of the 2007 movies, the characters are intended to be imagined in CGI form, and all seven chipmunks live as Dave's adopted children. The story takes place in between the second and third movies; the Squeakuel and Chipwrecked.

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The alarm clocks blaring scream dragged the teenagers from their dreams. It had been several weeks since their duo performance had won West Eastman High $25,000, and although everyone knew they were world famous performers, day by day, they were beginning to be able to fit in more and more into the swing of high school. While Alvin missed the fawning girls and autographs, Jeanette was relieved to finally being able to walk to Algebra class without anyone mobbing her.

Theodore and Eleanor hopped out of bed first, sheepishly smiling at each other before racing to the kitchen for breakfast. Everyone was still getting used to the idea of living with each other. The Chipettes had come to California with the dream of meeting their boy band crushes, and now, sharing the same bedroom with them, things felt like a daydream. Sure, tons of teenage girls dream of meeting their idols, but the Chipettes and Chipmunks were official adoptive brothers and sisters. To Rachel, being the sister to Alvin and Theodore was pleasant; she was very family oriented, and gaining two brothers when she had only grew up with females gave her a release to her sassy, more masculine side. But Simon…

When the Chipettes first saw the Chipmunks through the window of a human's house on television performing How We Roll, they couldn't believe their eyes.

You know you got it made
When you drop an Escalade
For the drop top, iced out, rocks hot
Dropping dollars, ladies holler, hey
Gotta get that cream…

The four sisters had always dreamed of the spotlight and the stage, but to the world, they were rodents. Now, seeing these three boys on stage, being shouted after and having countless swooning fans, the idea of their own debut made all of them wiggle and twirl with excitement on the tree branch they were watching from.

As the Chipmunks sang and danced in their silver bodysuits, they watched as the words of the songs no longer matched the Chipmunk's lips. Confused, they watched as Alvin, the main vocalist of the group, clamored onto the lens of the lead camera. "Hey Ian! Kiss my furry cheeks!" The chaos that followed was mayhem, and the screen suddenly changed to commercial as the music television station changed from live broadcasting to an old 80's rock documentary. Disappointed, the girls went back to their nest , and began curling up to go to sleep.

Into the darkness, Rachel, the most open minded and out spoken of the four, smiled. "That Simon fellow is cute." The girls all squealed, each beginning to babble over each other.

"Theodore's eyes are just so green, I can't belie—"

"Did you hear Alvin's voice? He sounds like an angel sent fro-"

"Who can even look at Alvin when his adorable brother is-"

"He's the leader, Eleanor, I think most people are looking at him!" As Brittney and Eleanor gushed over one another, Rae glanced over to Jeanette, who was smiling.

"Phew! I'm glad someone else was thinking the same thing!" She sighed. She crawled over to Rachel, and the two had stayed up for the majority of the night, giggling about how handsome they found him. As Brittney suggested they followed their dreams and seek stardom, and plans were made to travel to the west coast, Jeanette and Rachel girlishly daydreamed and spoke of the tallest chipmunk, enjoying the ability to blab to someone else about their celebrity crush and never irritate them. Both enjoyed hearing what the other had to say, and even when Brittney and Eleanor found their adoration frustrating, they could still whisper to one another about their adulation without fear of repercussion.

That all seemed like ages ago. Now that they all lived together, the girls found the boys were just regular kids, like themselves. That, however, made it all the better. Their celebrity crushes weren't on some high pedestal they could never reach; they were regular, relatable, teenage boys. There wasn't any awkward fan-girling or drooling sessions. It was just everyday life.

When the others weren't around, Jeanette and Rachel would still giggle about how fond they were of Simon Seville. However, as time had gone on, Jeanette had noticed that, not only was Rachel isolating herself from Simon, but also from Jeanette herself. Their late night gossip sessions and secret, hidden smiles whenever Simon did something rather cute were becoming fewer and farther between. Jeanette was worried she had done something to upset her older sister, and Jeanette, hating conflict, but hating confrontation more, hadn't questioned Rachel.

As the rest of the chipmunks slowly followed the two youngsters' to breakfast, Brittney ran and commandeered the bathroom first. Afraid of being seen in a state of non-perfection, she made a point of doing her makeup and hair before joining everyone else at the table.

Alvin hopped onto the countertop, grabbing several toaster waffles and drowning them in syrup. As he asked Eleanor to pass the berries, he failed to notice the rising syrup levels as it overflowed onto the countertop.

"Alvin!" Simon barked. His older brother, noticing the mess, chuckled nervously. As Brittney hopped onto the counter, her paws stepped into a messy puddle of sticky sugar.

"Ugh! Geez!" Brittney tried licking her hands, then tried wiping off the mess with a paper towel, only to have it stick, rip, and shred, leaving fibers all over her paws that wouldn't come off. "Nice going, Alvin," she growled.

"Hey! If you would've gotten here with everyone else, you would've been on the counter and well out of my way before any of this happened!" defended Alvin. As Brittney walked across the counter top, sticky little paw prints were left in her wake.

"Britt, you're making a mess!" snapped Rachel as she hopped across to the sink and began soaking a wash cloth. She began mopping up the trail when all small yip of surprise caught her attention.

"Guys, it's almost 6:45, we are going to miss the bus!" Simon cried.

"But the mess, I'm not done cleaning yet!" Rachel's eyes blinked rapidly, appraising the left over goo.

"No time, Rae, we've gotta go," Eleanor said nudging her to the door.

"What a waste of syrup…"Theodore pouted, before following the others out the door. Brittney's paws, which she was never able to clean, left a further trail of sticky paw prints across the kitchen floor, the living room, and out the door. After only a few moments, a loud, extended scream of, "ALLLLVINNNNN," reached Alvin's perked ears.

"Don't stop," gasped Simon, as they all kept running for the bus stop. Barely catching it on time, the Chipmunks chose to sit near the front. Alvin sat confidently next to Brittney wagging his eyes at her, as she chastised him for getting the pair in trouble. Jeanette sat next to Alvin, with still room for one other Chipette next to her. She smiled at Rachel as she hopped on the bus. Rachel smiled warmly back, but instead of taking the place next to Jeanette, Rachel sat across the aisle, with Theodore and Eleanor, giggling with them about the syrup trouble.

Jeanette felt slightly rejected, but suddenly, her view of her sisters and adoptive brother was blocked by a blue mass. Jeanette looked up nervously over the rim of her purple glasses at Simon. He cleared his throat, itching the nape of his neck, and readjusting his glasses. "Do you, uh, m-m-mind if I take that spot?" He asked, gesturing to the place Jeanette had saved for Rachel.

"Oh, no, of course," squeaked Jeanette, scooting even further to give him more room. As Simon took a seat next to her, Jeanette saw Rachel peeking at her. When Rachel's brown eyes met Jeanette's lilac ones, Rachel gave her a quick smirk before turning her head to Eleanor, who was describing her love for caramel to Theodore. Jeanette sat back and stared straight ahead, unsure of how to start a conversation with her counterpart.