So the chipettes weren't really thinking about the boys. Until drama class. Being the world famous music celebrities that they are of course the chipmunks all take the same drama class. But, Mr. Falcon, their drama teacher, was late and they were given time to themselves.
They all stood together, Simon, Jeanette, Theodore and Eleanor all hoping that Alvin and Brittany had calmed down since that morning.
"I'm sorry I called you a slut," Alvin said, his eyes downcast as he kicked at the ground.
"I'm sorry I called you a butt-munching cherry cluster."
"You didn't," Jeanette interjected.
"Oh," said Brittany, "I guess I was just thinking it."
With the gang all hunky dory after the touchy feely portion of class, Mr. Falcon entered the room.
"Honestly people!" He cried "Opening night is only three months, fourteen days, seven hours and twenty-three minutes away! If we don't get our lines down by then we're sunk!" As usual Mr. Falcon was being his melodramatic self and things could go back to usual.
Except… Brittany could feel Alvin's eyes on her throughout all of practice. A little further south than was necessary for eye contact and it made Brittany take notice. When she got dressed today it was to catch Alvin's attention, of course, but it was because she thought that her sisters were going to get there first. Being competitive, Brittany couldn't take it sitting down.
Jeanette was trying to watch out for Brittany, she really was. But working with Simon staring at her all the time was distracting. She kept running her hair behind her ears, and making sure she had nothing on her face or in her teeth, just to make sure that that wasn't why he was staring at her. She always tried to follow science. And science couldn't prove what something was, only what it wasn't.
"Simon?" She finally asked, a little annoyed at this point, "What are you staring at?"
"An angel," Simon said under his breath.
"A what?"
"Huh? Sorry Jean, what were you saying?"
She waited a beat deciding if she should press on or not, but in the end her timidness won out: "Nevermind."
Back at the house, "Honestly, girls I think it's getting worse."
"Yeah, even Alvin's staring at me," Brittany said, always trying to make it about her.
"Oh, what should we do girls? Theo and I were baking a chocolate cake after school and he added 3/4 a cup of flour instead of 3/5!"
A pause. "Seriously, Ellie if that's what tipped you off, getting him to kiss you is going to be a nightmare," Brittany said, "I'm sick of this waiting around. If Alvin won't step up to take me then I'll take him!" And she stormed out of the bedroom.
"Well that was interesting," said Jeanette.
"Oh, but she's right Jean. If Theo isn't acting like himself and he is too afraid to start something, then it's up to me to make the first move!" After assuring herself, Eleanor also left with her head held high.
Jeanette sighed, she hated when Brittany tried to make her self-confident, it just wasn't Jeanette. Just like how a sparkling angel wasn't Jeanette either. No matter how much Simon looked at her.