I do not own the Chipmunks, Chipettes, Miss Miller or David Seville. Bagdasarian Productions does. All the other characters depicted in this story were created by my sister or myself and are owned by us. I apologize ahead of time if some of the events that happen in their school are not realistic. I've been homeschooled all my life, so I just guess.

Chapter 1

"Boys! The bus will be hear in 5 minutes!" Dave fixed his tie as he got ready for work himself.

Whoosh! Alvin slid down the banister. He ran into the living room and started lifting up the couch cushions.

"Has anyone seen my history homework?!" Alvin called.

"Not me!" Simon called from the pile of dirty breakfast dishes he was cleaning.

"I'm sorry, Alvin; I haven't." Theodore walked in carrying Alvin's lunch bag. "I remembered to pack you a banana. Did you want any cheese on your sandwich?"

Since Dave was busy getting ready for work in the morning, Theodore was sometimes in charge of getting the Chipmunks' lunch together. They didn't mind though; Theodore loved preparing food, and everything he made was applauded by whoever ate it. He was most famous for his garlic cheddar biscuits, lasagna, and triple decker sandwiches.

"Allllviiiin!"

Alvin took his time as he walked over to Dave. "What did I do now?"

"Are you looking for your history homework?" Dave asked as he tried to control his temper. He was standing by the hall closet with Alvin's missing homework in hand. It dawned upon Alvin where he left his homework.

"I found it on the hall closet floor." It had black shoeprints and grass stains all over it. " And I found this," he said, holding up a hand buzzer, "at the bottom of my shoe as I was putting them on."

"Thanks, Dave." Alvin snatched his homework. "Gotta get ready for school now. Bye!" He tittered and ran off.

Dave shook his head and rubbed his foot. "He certainly keeps me on my toes."

"Where was your homework?" Simon asked, double-checking his backpack for the 3rd time.

"You'd cry if I told you," teased Alvin as he emptied out his pencil sharpener.

"Theodore, I am assuming you walked Rodney already, correct?"

"Yes, Rodney wasn't that distracted when I walked him today. He only barked at 2 dogs and a bird. Simon, you don't think he's going to be lonely while we're at school, do you?"

"He'll be fine. He's survived without us home before."

"Yeah, but I feel bad leaving him here alone."

"I still don't know why we can't take him to school," Alvin mumbled.

"It's against school rules," Simon stated. " 'No animals allowed in school except by the principal's permission.' You remember what happened in 'Mary Had a Little Lamb'? I'm sure 'Chipmunks Had a Little Rodney' would end in the same fashion."

"The bus is here!" called Theodore, shoving the last of his food in his backpack.

"Bye, Dave!" the boys called out in unison. Then they gave Rodney a goodbye pet and went out the door.

"Bye, boys! See you later!" Dave tied Rodney up in the backyard where his doghouse was. Simon had insulated the doghouse and put a heater in it, so he wouldn't be cold. With the biting January wind, Rodney would need all the heat he could get. He looked at Dave with a look that said, "Why are you punishing me?"

"Now, Rodney, you know I have to leave for work now, and you're not allowed in the house alone. See you later." Rodney sighed and huddled in the doghouse.

Simon was the first one who left the house, followed by Alvin and then Theodore bringing in the rear. Next door, The Chipettes were saying goodbye to Miss Miller.

"Goodbye, dears!" she responded. "Have a good day!"

Alvin saw that Brittany was in front of her sisters and swiftly heading for the bus, which was parked between their houses. It was a little "game" of theirs to see who could get on the bus first. Alvin ran ahead of Simon. Brittany picked up her speed. She made it to the bus first, but Alvin placed his foot on the bus stairs first and bumped her out of the way.

" 'A' comes before 'B', " he smiled confidently as he referenced his hit Christmas song.

"Well!" she scoffed.

Alvin gave a look of accomplishment as he boarded. "Good morning, Mr. Walker."

"Good morning, Alvin, Brittany," the bus driver answered in his gruff voice. Long ago, he had given up trying to make Alvin show manners, such as not cutting people off as he boarded the bus. It was not worth all the trouble Alvin caused him.

Jeanette and Eleanor were used to Brittany's competitive side. They wouldn't have minded it as much if it didn't make them so embarrassed. Eleanor especially thought that Brittany was just being foolish. They mumbled a greeting to Mr. Walker and boarded after Simon and Theodore. Theodore wished Alvin wouldn't behave that way, but it was no use arguing with his older brother. Simon, on the other hand, was upset that Alvin had been continually cutting him off and acting so rude to everyone. He decided to try to talk to Alvin about it again, but that was like talking to a brick wall.

"Alvin, do you always have to be first on the bus? Would it kill you to let someone else on first?"

"What?! Simon, are you kidding! I'm always first. Do you actually think I would let anyone else on before me? People would think I'm soft or unimportant!"

"Or polite," he muttered as he sat down.

Theodore decided to try to reason with Alvin again. Simon was used to how Alvin treated him sometimes, but Brittany was not.

He spoke up, "It would be nice of you to let Brittany board first once in a while. Maybe Brittany doesn't get to be first in a lot of things. Maybe going on the bus first is the only time she can feel special."

"Oh, please, Theodore! Brittany is a singer, just like us, and a stuck-up one too. She's probably treated like a queen at home. Brittany has used her 'womanly wiles' to get her way before."

Theodore said nothing as the bus started moving.

The Chipmunks and Chipettes always sat in the same seats. Brittany always sat on the end of the first right row, next to her best friend Tiffany. Jeanette and Eleanor sat right behind them. Alvin sat at the end of the first left-side row. Theodore sat next to him, and Simon sat right behind them next to his friend Trent. Alvin's posse (Walter, Ron, Roger, and Arnie) sat behind Simon's row.

The bus ride to school was only about 15 minutes, but to Mr. Walker, it seemed like 15 centuries. He felt like he was sitting inside a telephone, hearing 18 conversations at once. Every kid on the bus was either talking, laughing, or screaming. (Roger screamed when he thought a huge spider was crawling on him. It turned out to be a piece of his muffin that he was eating.) Alvin wasn't helping his headache either. Alvin thought it was funny to throw paper wads at the back of Mr. Walker's head or impress the girls by singing loudly right by Mr. Walker's ear.

The children got off the bus and entered Thomas Edison Elementary School. When Alvin walked in with his brothers, Alvin's fans started to bombard him.

"Oh, Alvin, I just love your music!"

"Alvin, how did you do on your test the other day?"

"Oh, Alvin, you're so talented!"

There were two faithful fans in particular, a set of twins named Annie and Veronica. They adored Alvin and considered themselves his 1 fans. They always hovered around him and pestered him about every little thing. To top it all, they had annoying voices.

"You look very nice today, Alvin," Annie said as she batted her eyelashes.

"Can we sit next to you at lunch, today?" Veronica asked.

"I'm sorry, girls, but I already promised Ruth and Angelica that they could sit next to me. Maybe next time," he assured them.

"Alright," they answered with a sigh.

"Can you please sing 'Alvin's Harmonica'? Veronica pleaded.

Annie added, "It's our favorite!"

"Well, all right, if you insist."

Alvin, only too happy to show off his singing talent to his best fans, sang them the song. When he came to the part where he sang their names, he winked at each girl. They, in turn, squealed with delight.

"Ugg! Don't they just make you sick!" Brittany said to her sisters and Tiffany.

"I know! Their voices are sooo annoying," agreed Tiffany.

"They are a bit- ostentatious, " Jeanette chose her words carefully.

"What's that mean?" Tiffany asked.

"Characterized by a showy display."

"They're showy all right!" Brittany looked towards them again. "They show off everything for Alvin. Ever since they moved here, he's been preoccupied with his fans!"

"They did start the first Chipmunks Fan Club in the school," commented Eleanor.

"And made the other girls really start noticing Alvin," Jeanette added.

"It's because of them that Alvin is hardly paying attention to me," pouted Brittany. "We used to be friends, but now he's been so mean to me. He just hates me!"

"I'm sure he doesn't hate you, " Jeanette reassured as she struggled to fix her books in her locker. Alas, one of the heaviest books fell to the floor. Jeanette jumped back to dodge it, but she lost her footing and fell on her back. Eleanor and Simon went to help her up.

"Are you okay?!" Eleanor asked with concern.

"Are you injured?" Simon asked, handing her back her book.

"No, I'm perfectly well. Thank you," she blushed.

The school bell rang, and the students slowly entered the class room. Roger started humming the "Death March" song.

"Off to our doom, " sighed Walter.

"Well, ladies, until next time! Ciao!" Alvin ran to catch up with his brothers as they entered into the classroom.

"Come on, Brittany, " Eleanor said behind her shoulder.

Brittany stopped staring at Alvin and walked in.