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( Author's Note )
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For those of you that do not read my normal works. I will tell you now. I'm mean to a lot of my characters, and at one point, someone will go to a hospital, maybe more than once. I'm told that I am beyond mean, those of you readers that know me, know what I'm talking about. But this is a new fandom, and I feel it only right to warn them about it.
Also, this is turning out more Eleanor oriented, than I imagined. I mean it's intended to be an Eleanor/Alvin fiction, but I didn't think I'd be focusing on Eleanor's side to all this. But enjoy it anyways.
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( Eleanor Miller )
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She watched as Alvin dribbled the ball, back and forth, across the field. There was no guessing now why he was the best player on the male's team. Eleanor assumed that he would have been the the captain of the team, if he hadn't been so stingy with the ball. But that was Alvin. He got so caught up in the game, he forgot about other players. Even now, his practicing showed that he wouldn't share the ball, unless he had no other choice. She couldn't call it egotistical, since all the main focus would be on him, and not the other players. So maybe she saw it as a bold move. One that wouldn't always work out as Alvin planned.
Eleanor couldn't help but admit to herself, that he did have skill.
She played on the girl's team, and was pretty darned good. Maybe it was from playing with Alvin when they were younger. Out of the six of them, Alvin and her, were the only ones that were interested in soccer. Of course the other's played from time to time. Maybe it was just to humor her and Alvin, but they had played.
She watched as his body flexed, and moved fairly gracefully during his little practice. Maybe it was a warmup for this afternoons game? She wasn't sure if this was a warmup, or just a way to get rid of excess frustration, and stress. But he sure seemed to have a good amount of energy for someone who hadn't eaten much. Maybe she had something that would appeal to the boy's appetite.
Eleanor opened her bookbag and riffled through it. Since school books had become a thing of the past, her book bag had become a second purse. A second, much bigger, and messier, purse. But it held various things. Couple bottles of water, few power bars, the sandwich, and small bag of chips that was in her lunch bag, that she seemed to have forgotten about at lunch. She would offer her lunch to him, it was the least she could do.
"Hey, Alvin!" She called causing him to miss the ball, and it roll a few feet from him.
"Yeah?" He hadn't spoken since they had talked about how he felt like he was losing everything, and she tried telling him that it wasn't true.
"Come on here a minute." she motioned with her hand for him to come over, even though she had just asked him.
"Whatcha need Ellie?" He asked as he jogged over to her, after retrieving the ball, and tucked it under his arm.
"Wanted to know if you were thirsty." She'd start off small. He couldn't say he wasn't thirsty, not with as much as he'd been sweating. "I have a couple bottles of water in here, somewhere." She pulled out her lunch bag, then the power bars, and continued to pretend to riffle through her bag, as if looking for the bottles. "Ah ha! Found them." She handed one to Alvin.
"Thanks, Ellie. What would I do without you?" He took the bottle, opened it, and took a long drink from it.
"You'd probably be thirsty. Easily remedied by the water fountain." She smirked a little.
"But then I'd have to go all the way to the school... Say. Didn't you eat lunch today?" He asked eyeing the bag, that she hadn't mentioned, just to make him curious about it.
"I did, I forgot I brought my lunch, so ate something from the cafeteria," She didn't look at him, instead she opened the other bottle of water. "You want it?"
"Uh... No, thanks Ellie, but I ate lunch. Plus it wouldn't be too good to go out on the field with a full stomach." Alvin lied. She knew it was a lie, but she couldn't call him on it, or could she?
"But that was just a granola bar. Wasn't it?" He did say that he had eaten granola bar, so maybe she could pretend to have drawn the conclusion off that.
"C'mon, Ellie. Not you, too." Alvin sighed, looking down at the ground. "I'm just not hungry, I'm not gonna like starve myself, or become pencil thin... I'm just not, hungry is all."
"Whoa, I'm not saying anything Alvin. I just thought, that y'know, you'd like something more... substantial on your stomach is all. You don't have to eat it." She wished he would, and granola bars were healthy, but did they have everything his body needed?
"Thanks, El." He leaned over and gave her cheek a little peck, which made her feel a lot more giddy than it should have. "You gonna stay for the game?"
"I... uh-huh... stay? Pfft, of course." She stammered before he jogged off towards the school's male locker room.
What the heck was that? She shouldn't be acting giddy in front of Alvin. How many times had he given her a kiss on the cheek?
'That was during his egotistical, 'everyone adores and loves me' phase', part of her said, 'This is his truthful, seemingly caring,... something.'
'But still, you can't be getting all 'school girl crush' on him. He's... Alvin!' she told herself.
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"Alvin! Alvin! Alvin! Alvin!" Screams of Alvin's name filled the bleachers behind her. One of the only few times her friend's name was yelled, when he didn't do something wrong. But then again, he was good at almost everything he did, so they loved him for that.
It made her wonder, though.
Yes, they loved him for what he did.
But did any of them care about the person, that was doing the things? Or was it just the things that was adored?
She cheered along with the other fans as Alvin scored a goal, after kicking the ball between one of the defender's legs, and continued on to the goal. Normally Alvin would have showboated a bit, but he just ran back to his position. Something that had been confusing his own team all afternoon.
"Hey Ellie, sorry we're late," Jeanette called to her, as her, Simon, Theodore, and Brittney showed up. It wasn't unusual to see Simon or Theodore there. It would be unusual to see her not there, since Eleanor attended every one of Alvin's games, in hopes to learn new moves. But Brittney? She never even came her her games, much less Alvin's. She must be feeling horrible.
"Hey, Jean, Simon, Theodore, and... Britt." Eleanor raised her eyebrow.
"What? Can't I show up to a soccer game?" She folded her arms across her chest, and looked away from the group.
"But you've never bothered with soccer before, unless we played, and face it. You haven't played since we were twelve..." A loud whistle interrupted her, along with the entire bleachers getting up and yelling at the field...
Heh, she laughed to herself, it was only a matter of time before Alvin did something wild and crazy.
She looked out at the field, to see Alvin was on the ground, holding his leg, and ankle.'
"What happened?" She asked, neither her sisters nor the Seville's knew what had happened.
Without further waiting, she ran out onto the field, followed by her sisters, and Alvin's brothers. The coaches tried to stop them, but it didn't work out too well when they all fanned out. Couldn't stop them all at once, and didn't seem to know which one to start with. One of those times, being small had it's advantages.
"Alvin, what happened." Eleanor asked kneeling next to him.
"My ankle... I think it's broken." She looked up to see someone from the other team arguing with a referee.
"I didn't mean to!" They other boy yelled.
"You kicked the side of his ankle."
"I... I was... aiming for the ball!" Eleanor could tell that he was lying, and so could the referee, because that guy was known for injuring other players. But you couldn't make calls based on reputation, you had to actually see it happen. And this time, he saw it.
"Seville, are you alright." The coach finally made it over, when it seemed that Alvin wasn't getting up. Eleanor looked up at the coach, and shook her head.
"Call an Ambulance," Eleanor said quietly, as she helped Alvin up, "C'mon, put your arm over my shoulder. Just do it! You can't sit in the middle of the field all day."
Alvin, yielded to Eleanor as she helped him off the field and closest to where the paramedics would come from. And she waited with him, so did Simon, Theodore, Jeanette and Brittney. But they didn't talk. Maybe they couldn't believe Alvin was really hurt, or just scared that he was hurt.
When the paramedics arrived, it was confirmed that his ankle was broken, they could tell even without an x-ray. At this point, an x-ray would only confirm what everyone already knew. Alvin's ankle was broken... and he wouldn't play for the rest of the season.
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( Brittney Miller )
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It wasn't her fault that Alvin got hurt. So, why did Eleanor and Jeanette keep making it sound like it was? Her breaking up with Alvin, couldn't have been the reason he got hurt. Alright, so she admitted that she was wrong for why she had broken up with him. She did care for the, red loving, chipmunk. But that was about as far as feelings went. She didn't love him. Not like she thought she had in their youth. She no longer wanted to kiss him, or hold him, or even think about other things with him.
It wasn't wrong.
It would have been wrong to keep leading him on.
It might have been the wrong time to break up with him. Or even she used a bad excuse. Honestly, it hurt her to know she didn't love him, anymore. It felt wrong. But what was she supposed to do? Date him, marry him, have kids, then out of the blue, just say she didn't love him? That would be worse, leading him on would be worse.
Right?
Right!?
Right!
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She walked into the Seville house, to see if she could visit Alvin. Though when Dave answered the door, he told her that Eleanor was up there already, and that she should go on ahead. Odd to find Eleanor there. She could have sworn that Eleanor disliked Alvin. Based on the number of times, she had said so. Graphically.
She shook the thought out of her mind, replacing it with another; She was here because she too played soccer, and she knew what it meant if he didn't have to play. Something Brittney would never understand. She turned the corner after the steps, and heard Eleanor and Alvin talking.
"C'mon, Alvin. You gotta eat. I know you haven't eaten since I got here this morning. No granola bar, you can have one after you eat this." Eleanor sounded like she meant business.
"Ellie, cut me some slack. I just want..." He started, and seemed to be trying to sound grumpy, though he wasn't doing a very good job of it.
"Uh-uh. Dave said you needed to eat this. How about... I'll watch a show with you, for every bite you take?" Eleanor said. That sounded like something a girlfriend would say... but it could also be because they were best friends that she was acting like that to get her friend to eat.
"Nope." Alvin's reply. It had a slight bite of his once arrogant self.
"How about... uh... I... this is no fun. I can't think of anything! Eat or I'm going to bite you. How's that?" Eleanor sounded like she was trying not to laugh. It also sounded like she was enjoying this time with him, even though he was being difficult.
"How about... nevermind." Alvin muttered. "Hand me the bowl."
"What? What was you going to trade for?" They sounded like a couple... and that couldn't be. Because Eleanor wasn't interested in Alvin, and she didn't meat Alvin's tastes in women. She had to be mistaken.
"N-Nothing, I was just going to say... um..." He stopped and looked right at her. "Hi Brittney. He didn't sound pleased to see her. But Brittney couldn't blame him. She had been a huge brat.
"I... wanted to come over, you know... to say I'm sorry for breaking up with you like I did. I didn't want to hurt you, by saying I didn't love you like that anymore... but... it seems I still hurt you. I thought if I broke up with you like that, you'd just be mad at me, and wouldn't be hurt." She mumbled near the end.
"It's alright, Brit. I knew for a while. I just... didn't want to call you on it." Alvin said, taking a spoonful of soup into his mouth.
"You were right, Ellie. He didn't deserve it. I should have just told him the truth." Brittney started, the sighed. "Maybe I should go..." She waited, wanted to be told that she should stay.
"Maybe you should." Alvin said softly, almost as quiet as a whisper. She wouldn't insult anyone by saying that it didn't hurt. Because it did. But still she walked out of the room, down the stairs, and out of the Seville house, back towards her home. It hurt that her sister, knew her ex boyfriend more than she ever could have. Because, unlike her, Eleanor actually had things in common with Alvin...
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( Alvin Seville )
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He couldn't believe Brittney. Still trying to make it about her. He was the one hurt here, physically. And he was the one with the broken heart. Yet, she came over, trying to make it about her. How she didn't want to string him along. How she was the one that had to face a tough choice. And how she was the one that was hurting.
How can someone be so conceited... he wondered to himself.
You were that way once, he told himself. Yes, before you grew up, everything was all about you. Maybe Brittney hasn't grown out of that yet.
Still it was frustrating. She should have told the truth. No, she just wanted to save face. She didn't want to be known as the girl that fell out of love with her childhood sweetheart. She didn't want other boys to think that she would do the same to him. She couldn't fool him. He knew what she was like.
"Alvin?" He turned his attention to Eleanor. She stared at him a moment then sighed a little. "Just because she interrupted, doesn't mean you don't have to eat your soup. Eat." She said with a mock stern attitude. Or maybe it wasn't mock. Eleanor had always been the more pushy chipette, despite Brittney being the Diva. He liked that about her.
Then he realized, there were actually a lot of things that he liked about the female that was now trying to force feed him with a spoon.
"I can feed myself, y'know." Alvin muttered, taking the spoon and bowl that Eleanor offered.
"Can you? Because, I was wondering there for a moment." Eleanor elbowed him a little, which caused him to smile briefly. "Was that a smile? See I knew it was still in there."
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Alvin had sat there for a while after Eleanor left. And honestly? He was having issues not thinking about the youngest chipette. She was kind, caring, funny, and sporty. Why had he been fixated on Brittney, when Eleanor was right there all along?
'Alright, stop that.' He thought to himself, 'Eleanor is just being nice because you've been down. She's not interested in you. Remember, it wasn't too long ago, that she couldn't stand you.'
'But, I think that...' he stopped himself.
'Doesn't matter what you think, it's not right. She's your friend, nothing more.' He sighed at the realization.
Why would she be interested in a 'has been' like him? She wouldn't be, and she was only being nice, because she felt bad, that her own sister had treated him like garbage. That's all it was. All it could be.
"Alvin!" Dave called up the stairs. Dinner time. Of course it was. He didn't want to go down to dinner, not with the clunky cast. He didn't want to use the stairs. And he sure didn't want his brothers to have to help him down, then back up, when dinner was done. They had done more than their fair share for him, in their youths. He didn't want to continue being a burden for them.
"Not hungry, Dave! I'm still full from the soup!" he called back down the stairs, hoping his father had heard him. If not, then he would have to tell Dave, when he came up. He didn't want to lie to Dave, but he didn't want to create more trouble either.
"H-Hey Alvin. Dave wanted me to tell you that dinner was ready. Want me and Theo to help you?" Simon asked after walking through the open doorway to his room.
"Na, I'm, still kinda full from the soup. Maybe I'll go down and get something later." Alvin said looking out the window next to his bed.
"Okay... if you need help, me and Theo, are more than willing to help you, Al. You know that." Simon said, before he exited the room. Alvin could hear him telling Dave, that he was still full, and wanted to rest. He didn't want to rest, but that would be as good a reason as any other one, he supposed.
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( Eleanor Miller )
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"So, what was with all that lovey crap, at Alvin's?" Brittney growled the moment she walked in. It took her back, because she didn't remember anything 'lovey' going on at Alvin's. She had just been keeping her friend company, after being hurt, and finding out that his girlfriend not only had pretty much lied to him, by trying to spare his feelings, but had thrown his waning career in his face, which only resulted in her hurting his feelings even more than she would have if she had just told him, she didn't feel the same way about him anymore.
"There wasn't anything like that going on, Brittney." Eleanor put her hand on her hip, which was cocked slightly. "You were there! I was just getting Alvin to eat."
"Ohhh sure! 'Cause it didn't seem like you were too happy to be there, and it sure looked like it was annoying you!" Brittney spat. It didn't make sense. Even if there was something going on between her and Alvin, which there wasn't... there couldn't be. As much as she might would like to entertain the idea.
'Whoa, girl. You don't mean that. Alvin wouldn't be interested in you. You are just his friend.' She mentally checked herself.
"I'm not saying that it was a horrible time. I actually like being around Alvin. We are friends." Eleanor spat back, not even sure why she was getting mad, over something that wasn't even true.
"Friend? You asked me two weeks ago, why I was bothering to even be with someone that was as 'self absorbed' as Alvin. Your words, not mine." Brittney mimicked Eleanor's stance.
"Yeah... Yeah! Because, I didn't know how much he had changed." Eleanor countered. "So happens he's not egotistical as I once thought. And we both like soccer, and the same shows. And comic books, and a lot of things. It's not my fault, I know more about him after two days, than you knew in two years!"
-Smack-
Eleanor hadn't expected Brittney to actually hit her. Not over something as silly as a misunderstanding. And over Alvin, who not more than three hours ago, admitted to having lost interest in the boy. But there was something Brittney hadn't remembered.
Eleanor shoved Brittney back, causing her to fall back on the floor. Brittney hadn't remembered that Eleanor had become athletic, and while she still had a few extra pounds, she was stronger than her older sister.
"El, Brit! Come on girls. You don't have to fight about this." Jeanette had finally decided to intervine, now that things had become physical.
It was normal for two of the girls to bicker and argue amongst each other. That's was what happened when sisters shared close quarters. And the Chipettes were no exception. In fact, arguments broke out more, since they were the only known females of their kind, and there was no one else they could talk to about troubles. Of course, none of them thought about it, but teen troubles... well it didn't matter if you were human, chipmunk, or some kind of mix between the two, they were still tough.
"She's just trying to take Alvin from me!" Brittney yelled, still seated on the floor.
"Brit. You broke up with Alvin. And Eleanor is just his friend. And even if she wanted more than that... Brittney. Alvin is single now, she could, in theory, date Alvin if she wanted." Jeanette said.
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She could date Alvin, if she wanted.
She could actually date him?
No... no, there was no way she could.
There wasn't even an attraction between them.
Alvin liked pretty and beautiful girls. With sexy bodies. While her body was still a little chubby. She wasn't petite like Brittney. She didn't have have the height... though if you could called five foot, three inches height... well it was for them and the Seville's. But she didn't have that height, if she did, maybe some of her chubbiness would be in the 'right' places. She saw all the posters on Alvin's wall. She didn't fit that bill.
So there was no reason to think that she could actually date Alvin. She didn't even know she actually liked him until recently. Yes, they had been friends. But that didn't mean she actually liked him. She had tolerated him, because... well because they were the only intelligent, human like chipmunks.
That's what it was... that's all it could ever be between them.
Regardless if she wanted there to be something more between her and Alvin, and she wasn't even sure if that's what she wanted. She had to be his best friend. She knew that Alvin wanted that. And she was sure that Alvin didn't have any romantic thoughts about her. So she should be happy, as long as he was happy.
Right?
Right!?
