Copyright:

I do not own Alvin and the Chipmunks, the Chipettes, etc. They belong to Ross Bagdasarian.

I do not own any characters

I also do not own any of Dark Angel Danielle Seville, Winddragon Eternal, or ChipmunkFan19's OCs.

I do, however, own the following: Ally, Tori, Harvey, the other four Immortal Leaders (whose names have yet to be revealed) and Samantha Delaney, my Criminal Minds OC.

Enjoy!

(Jeanette's POV)

"I'm not so sure I want to go through with changing my appearance just for one night," I told my sister Brittany. "I mean, I can't just change who I am in a matter of hours."

"She has a point," Miss Prentiss, who tagged along with us for the trip with JJ, replied with a stern tone.

"That doesn't mean I can't try…"

I rolled my eyes at my sister as we walked into the local mall.

"So, where to first?" I asked.

"Karina's Hair Salon," Ally replied. "Don't worry, Jean. Brit and Elle are gonna be with Tori and Emily, so it's just me, you, and JJ for the next few hours."

"Thank God!"

"If you want to impress Simon as much as possible, you're better off with one of the closest female people in his life and not someone that wants to use you for their own advantage."

"Well… I guess you're right. Besides, I do kind of want to change some things about me to make him like me more."

"Great! Let's get started."

After about an hour, my hair color had gone from a brown bun to brown-streaked-black elbow-length strands with two curls hanging from the front.

I smiled. "A little unexpected, but I like it."

"That's great," Ally replied, "and the manicure and pedicure look great, too. Purple is definitely your color."

"Listen, I'm not so sure if he's going to like this anymore. I just don't… feel it."

"Well, at least I'm not trying to turn you into Brittany."

I sighed. "I suppose that's true… Hey, um, can we talk in private, Ally? … You know, just the two of us?"

"Sure. JJ, you can go into wherever you want. Jean and I are going to take a lunch break."

"Alright," I heard JJ answer. "I'll meet you guys there in an hour."

The two of us went to the food court, and Ally was coming back to the table with lunch.

"What did you want to talk to me about, Jeanette?"

I sighed. "Well… you probably know that I've been trying new things with you lately, and I was wondering if we could check off one more thing on that list…"

"Like what?"

Biting my lip, I was hesitant to answer. "I was kinda hoping that… well… thinking about if you wanted to… try kissing each other."

She was a little stunned after those words left my mouth. "I don't see why not, but Phel and I are still going out. I don't want to risk my relationship with him or his relationship with… someone else."

"Who?"

Ally looked away. "Simon."

It was my turn to be shocked. "He's bisexual."

"He gets urges every now and again like Phelan does, but other than that, he's definitely got a huge thing for you."

"Are you sure?"

"Positive."

Everything was silent for a while as we ate lunch.

I took a deep breath after finishing lunch. "So, can we try it?"

Ally grabbed my hand. "Honestly, I don't know… unless we can come clean about it."

"Oh, of course! Why wouldn't we?"

She smiled. "Okay, Jeanette, but we have to keep this quiet from the other girls."

"No guarantees on that one… but I'll try my best."

Those were the last words I said before she pulled me closer and kissed me.

I felt the same rush that I felt when I kissed Simon a few hours ago, but hers was different in the fact that it wasn't as much, but enough to satisfy.

"Did you feel anything?" Ally asked.

"Well, I did feel a rush that was satisfying, but…"

"Not as much as Simon's?"

I nodded. "I must admit, Ally: if I didn't love Simon as much as I did, you'd probably the person I'd want to date."

She blushed. "Thanks, Jean. That means a lot."

JJ walked over to us in shock. "Did you two just-"

"It was an urge," I stated. "Trust me, I still love Simon, but I need another pleasure once in a while."

"Well, I found a dress shop that's having a sale."

"Awesome!" Ally replied. She grabbed my hand and lifted me up so I was on my feet. "Three words for the next step in your transformation, Jeanette: little black dress."