I'm currently listening to a BTR song that will fit in here soon. Start guessing! R&R this chapter. Next chapter Dylan meets the chipettes!
Chapter 2: Fitting In
Warm, glowing sunlight streamed through the bedrooms in the Seville house the next morning. Theodore was already up, making breakfast with Dave. Simon was reading a science book.
And Alvin? Alvin was snoring away! Dylan looked around the room. He felt something he never felt in the forest; comfort.
He was abandoned when hunters threatened and killed his parents. His parents had saved him. Since then he was alone. He never felt comforted in the forest. Dave had kindly given him a dark blue-gray sweatshirt.
He pulled it on and walked into the kitchen. It was early Friday morning. Theodore insisted on getting up early to make a big breakfast.
"Boys! Breakfast!" Dave called. "WE WORKED ALL MORNING!" Theodore added. Simon left the room. Dylan was about to, but he stopped just outside the door.
"Alvin, your little brother and father spent all morning and you're still in bed?"
Alvin rolled his eyes, unnoticed by Dylan, considering his head was mostly covered by covers.
"For your information, it's very usual around here," Alvin said, annoyed. "Well then change your ways. Have some respect for your family…," Dylan said.
Well DYLAN!
"I bet you're silent because I'm right," Dylan said.
Don't go there!
"You know what? You're very rude, Alvin. Show some manners," Dylan said, walking away. He shut the door behind him. When Alvin was sure he was gone, he grabbed his pillow and screamed into it.
In the kitchen…
"Good morning family," Dylan said. Dave turned around and set down a plate of toaster waffles with a smile.
"Good morning to you too, Dylan."
Dave served the three boys awake and then went into the bedroom. Alvin was now on his laying bed, sweating and out of breath.
"Alvin, you look like you just ran a marathon," Dave said. "Dylan's annoying!" Alvin said. "Like you aren't!" Simon called from the kitchen.
"Alvin, that's very rude to say," Dave said sternly. "Dave, he told me I need to learn manners! You know that will never happen!" Alvin said.
"But you still do need to try!" Simon called from the kitchen…again. "Put a sock in it, Si!" Alvin yelled to him.
"Alvin!" Dave snapped. "Go eat and brush your teeth."
Alvin grumbled and walked into the kitchen, seating himself at the far end of the island.
Dylan glanced at him. "You do need to learn manners," he said. Alvin grabbed a toaster waffle to throw, but he grabbed his wrist with his other hand and forced it down.
"I think you're finally fitting in," Simon said. "But it's been less than a full day," Theodore pointed out. Simon ignored him and got into a conversation with Dylan.
Alvin angrily chewed his toaster waffle. He ISN'T going to tell ME what to do! I'm the oldest!
The boys brushed their teeth and washed up. Then they got dressed, and Dave drove them to school.
The boys exited the car. Alvin immediately bolted for the door. There, he could talk with his girlfriend.
Simon, Theodore, and Dylan followed.
They came to their lockers. The three lockers across from them were opened, and they could only see feet…until the people closed them…
Sorry for the slow ending. It will get much better. Guess what BTR song I'm listening to! It will end up in here! ;) Don't forget to review!
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