As Simon finished polishing his last chess trophy, he checked his watch. 5:45."Oh no," He cried. " I'm 45 minutes late!" He grabbed his sweater and his library card and he ran out of the door. He ran as fast as he could in the direction of the library. However, it was too late. The library was closed.

Somebody poked him in the back. He turned around. It was Jeanette, looking very, very upset. "Where were you?" She exclaimed angrily. "I waited and waited and waited for you. I waited until the library closed and they had to kick me out, and you still didn't arrive. And now, here I find you, almost an hour late. Who are you, Alvin?"

"Er..." Simon had nothing to say. She was right. He was late.

"Besides, do I have to spend the whole summer helping your brother while you continue to be late? Well, I hope you have fun, being late everywhere. It's not going to get you very far." She turned on her heel and walked away.

It started to rain. "W-wait! Jeanette!"

She turned around, and shook her head sadly. "No. I waited long enough, Simon. I'm moving on." Then she turned right around, and continued on her way home, leaving Simon to wonder what she really meant by that.

Simon's head drooped sadly. It began to really pour. His watch read- 6:15.

At breakfast, all 5 chipmunks were seated together having a splendid meal of waffles. However, instead of the usual sounds of a hearty conversation, it was quite muted. For instance, Simon and Jeanette weren't speaking to each other. Theodore and Eleanor were also quiet, not even looking at each other. It seemed that only Brittany was in a good mood, oblivious to the fact no one else was, and also that no one was in a good mood for talking.

"Hey Jean, tell Simon to pass me the butter." Jeanette glared at Brittany, and continued to attack her breakfast.

"Okay...then..." Brittany said, not sure how to respond to this behavior.

She then turned to Theodore, who seemed to not be anything, which was very peculiar, because he always ate a lot at every chance he got. "What's wrong, Theo? Are you on a diet?" She laughed at her own joke, knowing that Theodore would never go on a diet. But he merely shrugged, continuing to move his food around his plate.

"Hey! What's wrong with everybody?" She exclaimed. No one answered her.

She got up. "You guys are weird!" She sauntered angrily out of the room.

"What's wrong with her?" wondered Simon.

"You're not funny," Eleanor replied tersely.

He stuck his tongue at her.

A/N: READ AND REVIEW, MY DARLINGS XD... P.S Any suggestions for the next chapter...? :D