There they were. Disney Land parking lot.
The music, and cheers they heard from inside the gate, went through their ears. It was loud. They could hear it through the car.
"Yes, finally!" Exclaimed Eleanore, as she grabbed her heavy bag. She took a leap out of the car door, and fell flat on her face, thanks to the weight of the bag.
Theodore slowly got out and helped her up.
Simon opened the car door, and took a little smile. They were finally here. He'd been waiting to go here ever since he heard about it. Besides, all of them loved Disney Channel.
He took his bag, and searched through once more just to make sure.
Brittany grabbed her sparkly pink bag and put down the seat so they could all get out.
She hopped out, running towards Dave. "Dave! Dave! Dave, let's go!" She said, pointing at her destination. She began to pull on his pants leg. "Brittany, hold on," He said, shaking her off.
She sucked in her lips.
Jeanette, still in the car, gently shook Alvin awake. "Alvin," She called out in her soft voice. Alvin's eye slowly opened, finding out he wasn't dreaming. Alvin groaned, and looked out the window. Yep. We're here.. He thought to himself, putting his hand on his face.
He felt a little tug on his sleeve. He turned around. It was Jeanette, reminding him that they were leaving.
Jeanette slowly tried to get out of the car, seeing if Alvin needed any help. Brittany thought this was too slow. She quickly yanked Jeanette out of the car, causing her to stumble a bit. "Come on, Jeantte!" Brittany said, hands on hips. Jeanette brushed her skirt off, and gave her sister an unpleasant look.
Alvin got out of the seat, hesitating a few times, wondering if he should just tell Dave he wanted to leave. He wondered why he went along this whole way without telling him.
Brittany tapped her foot. Couldn't these people move faster? They were way too slow.
Brittany once again lost her patience, and yanked Alvin out of the car as well. He stumbled and fell on his face. "Ow!" He shouted.
Jeanette's voice became stern. "Brittany! Help him up, now!" She said, not believing how rude her sister could be sometimes. It was like she was so naïve with helping people or something.
Brittany rolled her eyes, and slowly reached down to help Alvin up. She tried to take his hand, but he stuck his lip out and smacked her hands away. Brittany wasn't happy with this. She had tried to help him, for Pete's Sake!
She quickly pushed him down, making him fall to the ground. Alvin kicked her in the leg. She knocked him in the head. The other chipmunks and chipettes watched as their hard-headed siblings fought. They shook their heads.
Alvin pulled her hair, making her hat fall off. Brittany kicked him in the gut, and he punched her in the chest, making her fall. She hit his head multiple times, and he slapped her in the face.
"Augghhh!" Brittany said, getting frustrated, turning her hands into angry fists. She put her fist up, ready to beat him to heck.
Dave quickly grabbed her hand and pulled her away.
"Guys, guys!" Dave said, throwing Brittany over one of his shoulders and Alvin on the other.
He looked over at a couple who had been watching the 8 year olds fight. They looked at each other. Ugh, kids.
Dave began to walk towards the line of the 'magical' Disney Land.
The other chipmunks and chipettes followed.
"Wow, this line sure is long," Theodore said, with a frown. He looked at all of the people. The one's near the front looked tired, as if they had been standing here forever. Theodore wondered how long they'd be here in this line.
Alvin looked around, still on Dave's shoulder, and tried to roll over onto his back. Laying on his stomach was uncomfortable. Especially with Dave's shoulder shoving into it. Alvin noticed Dave wasn't letting him turn over and quit. He lied there with the same sick expression he had had the whole day.
Simon avoided eye contact with Alvin. Alvin did the same. Simon kept an eye on Alvin every once in a while, though.
Brittany got tired. Alvin was right, this was uncomfortable. "Dave, lemmie down, lemmie downnn." She whined. Dave took a deep breath. He sounded like he was panting. "Yeah, I was just thinking of doing that, you guys are getting heavy." He said, not hesitating to put them down.
Alvin quickly put his arms up, wanting Dave to pick him up again. He was actually falling asleep up there.
"Alvin, you're heavy, I'm not gonna hold you." Dave said, laughing. Alvin didn't find this funny. He wanted up. Now.
Alvin stomped his foot. This bad stomach ache was enough to give him a bad attitude. And he already had that. It was making it worse.
He began to stick his lip out, and whined and stomped his feet, looking up at Dave.
"Alvin, stop being a baby," Brittany told him, throwing a small rock at his shoulder.
"Yeah, Alvin, not in front of these people, please.." Dave said, knowing how Alvin got sometimes.
Alvin didn't care. He tugged at Dave's shirt. "Hold me!" He shouted. Simon saw how Alvin was getting. He was getting grumpy. He felt sick, and he didn't like it. Now he was hot and throwing a fit. Tired in his voice, too.
Simon quickly walked over to his brother, and pulled him by the shirt collar. His voice was stern.
"Alvin, what're you doing?" Simon asked. Alvin had tired eyes. He hesitated before answering.
He realized he was acting like a brat. "Sorry," Alvin said, not looking Simon in the eye. All Alvin could feel was sorry for himself. Being dragged here with the Stomach Flu. He was thirsty. He pulled a water bottle out of Simon's bag, and quickly chugged it down. "Hey!" Simon shouted, turning around. "Why didn't you just drink yours?" Simon asked, anger in his voice.
Alvin didn't respond. He ignored his tall brother. He kept drinking until it was all gone.
Then he shoved it into Simon's bag.
Simon growled in anger.
BRITTANY'S POV.
Here we are, just- standing here. It's going to take way too long to get through this stupid line.
And, ugh, Alvin messed up my hair. I have like, two pieces out of place. Sometimes Alvin can be a big pain, but sometimes I like him. But today, he's being a pain. A huge one.
It's like there's something wrong with him. You know, when him and Simon just mysteriously ran behind the bank and didn't tell any of us what the heck was going on. And his hair. Oh, his hair. What the heck is with that? It's everywhere. Simon and Theodore actually look better than him today. He looks like something I saw in the toilet, only worse.
But seriously, what I want is to get in this place. I'm just imagining what fun we'll have. As long as Alvin doesn't mess it up.
I walk over to him just to mess with him. I flink him in the head, which always angers him. I give him an evil smile. A playful, evil smile.
I expect something from him, but nothing of the sort happens. He just looks at me with the most tired eyes I've ever seen. He scratched his head, and then looks back at the ground. Then I noticed him clutch at his belly again. Just like in the car. Something isn't right. Alvin smells. Like barf. Blech, I dig some smell-good lotion I got from the Sisters, and give it to him.
He looks at it in disgust. Maybe because it's for girls. I shake his shoulder.
I realize my voice gets –eww-a bit caring. "Alvin, are you okay?" I say. Looking into his eyes, with my beautiful baby blue ones.
He doesn't answer. He softly pushes me away, and then turns.
I swallow, not knowing what to do. We both sit here on the curb, doing nothing. Just Alvin and me. While the other 4 and Dave stand in line. We sit there in silence.
Until, finally Alvin gets up. I watch him carefully. He puts one hand on the tree behind us, and looks down at the ground.
I stop and think. He is going to throw up. And I know I'm right. It all makes sense now.
Nobody else pays attention but me.
I ask him what is he is doing. But he just stares at the tree. I get up, slowly walking towards him, as he places him arm on his head. "Alvin," I call. But again, I get no answer.
He seems as if he's trying to ignore everything. I can tell he wants to leave as his slowly looks up over at Dave's car in the parking lot.
I begin to feel sorry for him. It hurts feeling sorry for someone else, because, you're supposed to care about yourself. Worry about yourself. Goes through my head, as I think of Alvin. I pull a string of my hair back behind my ear. I look up at the sky, and see it's afternoon. It's kind of hot, for an afternoon. But it's totally worth being here.
I look at my sister, Jeanette. She seems to be looking at the rides that can be seen from outside the gate we're waiting at in a line. She looks scared. But I see Simon being to comfort her. The way I'd like to comfort Alvin right now, but just don't feel like me when I thing about it. Brittany Miller only cares about cute boys. Not an Alvin Seville.
I turn back to see what the heck Alvin could be doing right now. There is simply nothing fun to do.
But all I see him "doing" is sitting at that tree, as the afternoon sun hits his face and the wind gently blows through his messy hair. I scoot back a bit, laying my back against the tree next to him.
I lean against him. I feel his head turn and look at me. He's probably wondering why I'd sit next to a jerk like him- or even lean against one.
Alvin's arm was soft- and so was his cheek that was touching the top of my head, as I leaned on his shoulder. I hear him sniff multiple times, I believe his nose is stuffed- now I finally sense he must be sick.
He doesn't say anything to me. I don't say anything to him. I feel him sink down, laying his back against the grass. I still remain on his shoulder, trying to go to sleep.
I finally feel myself falling to sleep until I hear Ellie's voice call out. She says ours names, and tells us we're all the way back here, and they were almost to the front.
I get up. Alvin was asleep. I pull that same string of hair behind my ear again, as it keeps coming out due to the wind. I am grateful this is soft wind though.
I kick Alvin's light-blue with white, shoe. He stutters, but he continues resting, with his cap in his face. I kick him harder in the shoe this time. Now he looks up at me, then looks around and sighs.
He slowly gets up, and begins walking towards Dave and the others. I follow him. Him and me scoot into the line, and some kids scolds us for 'cutting'. But I tell him to back off because this is our spot. Dave gets mad at me and tells me to shush. The boys' mom do the same as she pulls him away from me.
He's like me and Alvin. Only he's ugly. He looks like he hasn't brushed his teeth. Ever. He's dirty and smells like a rat. I could smell him from here.
And I see him glaring at me too with those brown eyes of his. He sticks his tongue out. But I ignore him, cause' the line moves again.
ALVIN'S POV.
We're at the front of the line, finally. We've been standing here for 30 minutes, and I'm hungry again. I don't bother asking for food though, cause' Brittany will just get all mad and annoying.
I mean seriously, sometimes she's a big diva. She's like the chipmunk Honey Boo Boo.
I remember my bag all of a sudden, though. I take it off and unzip it. There was my sandwich and my drinks. I take a sandwich out and start nibbling at it. I see Brittany unzip her eye-attacking-shiny-glitter-bag and take her sandwich out, too. She took bites out of it, unlike me.
We walk closer to the woman at the ticket place. She asks for our last names. Dave tells her all of our last names were 'Seville'. He lied. Just like he did when we took the Chipettes to SeaWorld with us. I wonder why he does that- maybe it makes it cheaper?
The woman asks him if we brought any 'public' food in. Which I guess means food that isn't in DisneyLand. He quickly says no, but the woman glances at me and Brittany eating our sandwiches.
Dave face palms. Then he looks back at her and says, "That's the only public food, ma'm."
He lied again. I think as I take another nibble from my sandwich.
Brittany continues chewing on hers as well.
Only- I feel sick now, so I spit it out. It lands on and old lady's shoe. She looks mad now. She throws her feet around, trying to get it off. Only that's not working because my spit is all over it, and it's stuck to her shoe. Dave notices what I've done and says "Sorry!" very fast, as he picks me up. He whispers some mean things in my ear as we walk into Disney Land. He keeps talking to me about being good, but I ignore him as I enjoy the amazing sight of this big, colorful place.
It sparkles in my eyes, like Brittany's ugly bag, except my eyes aren't hurting when I look at this stuff.
I see a HUGE Mickey Mouse wheel!
And I see a sign, "The Tower of Terror". These rides sound awesome. But I don't know if I'll last on them.
There is the big bubble in my stomach. It's been there alllll morning. I'm relieved when Dave stops talking.
"Did you hear me, Alvin? Were you even listening?" Dave said, in his mean scary voice. I was going to answer, but let out a huge burp instead. Right in his face. Everyone looks at me and laughs, as Dave's said, "Come on, Alvin!" That bubble was gone once I burped. Buuuut, it didn't really help that terrible aching. I wouldn't be surprised if I threw up on Dave, too. I'd put me down if I were him.
But he does put me down. He points at all of the stuff. Why do adults do that? Point at the stuff we're already looking at. They just get in the way.
I notice Brittany runs right next to me. She tugs at my arm and points at a HUGE up-and-down ride.
It goes slowly up, and stops- then goes fast down. I hear the screeches of all of those people. I thought I even saw a woman's fake hair fly away.
Brittany yells in my ears. She always does. She's a loud one, like a big fat lion.
She shakes me and shouts at me, "Look! Look! Look!" She points at the ride with her shiny long finger nails that are pink, of course.
"Let's go on that one," She said, pulling me. I felt like she was going to rip my arm off. Only luckily, it stays on. Goodness, those eagle claws of hers weren't strong enough.
She pulls me all the way to that scary ride's line. I look at it, with a nervous look. I didn't want to throw up all over my crush friend. She'd kill me!
I feel my belly flip-flop as the butterflies start piling in. Then I get nauseous; for like, the 80th time these two days. I seriously need some medicine.
She looks at me. I feel her eyes sinking into my soul. It's like she knows everything I feel or something. Then she looks at the ride, then at me, and then wanders into her thoughts. Then she turns back to me and says, "Do you want to get on this ride?".
I was surprised. She actually cares about what other's want. Who knew.
Then she pulls her hair back again, waiting for an answer.
I hear the others run up to us, and they start pointing at the ride too. But I see Ellie take Theo and tell him she doesn't want to get on.
I slowly turn to Brittany and say, "Uhhhhh…" Then I see Simon and Jeanette get in the line for it.
Then I see Eleanore and Theodore run off to the tea cups-spiny-thingy.
I scratch at my neck, not sure what to do.
She sees that I don't know what to. Then, she looks around again.
"How about the Space Rollercoaster? Or the Log Ride?" She said, looking at the big poster with rides listed. I quickly shake my head, no.
She frowns. Then she looks at Simon and Jeanette.
"Well- I'll just ride it with them, then,"" She tells me as she walks off.
I feel alone now. I can' t get on these rides. I want to, though. Now all of the other five had ran off to have fun, and I'm just standing here in the middle all by myself.
I sit down at a fountain with Mickey Mouse on the top of it. It's like that Mouse is everywhere. Stalker.
I shake my head as I think of all of the rides me, Simon, and Theo had planned to ride a few weeks ago when we were planning our Spring Break. We had written like several down.
Dave walks over to me. He asks what's wrong. I don't know how to answer. There's nothing I can say besides the truth. I bite my lip and slowly look up at him.
"Nothing is wrong, Dave." I lie.
"Why aren't you telling me the truth, Alvin?" He asks.
But I don't want to answer. I don't know how to answer that, either. Instead, I get up.
I hesitate, but I make my way to the line. But then, I stop again. I look at the ride for a while and take a deep breath. Then I sigh. "No." I mumble quietly to myself, and wander off to some Disney Store.
And was it big in there. It was huge. There were stuffed animals, and all of the Disney characters I've seen in movies-they were everywhere. There were some clothes of them, too. And this big wall with them on it. Mostly Mickey Mouse. Why does he have to be everywhere?
I walk deeper into the store and even see some Disney backpacks. Disney is popular, huh?
Then I even see some coffee mugs. Hats, coats, shoes, water bottles, and postcards. This store has everything.
I try to go to the other side of the store, but I hear someone call my name.
It's Dave. He's looking for me because I had run off.
I quickly ran outside to see what he wanted. Then, he scolded me again. I ignore him though- Now my eyes spot a parade coming or something. There are these fake people. I can tell they're fake, cause' Tinker Bell is NOT that big. I highly doubt Minnie Mouse is, either.
All of them are furry costumes. Why would a fairy be furry?
They're dancing, and giving people they walk past a high-five. Then they hand some balloons out.
Then they continue their dancing. And now fireworks are blasting into the sky. But these fireworks are making pictures! I saw Olaf, the snowman I believe.
I hear Brittany and Jeanette laugh at the pretty sight, they were having tons of fun over there.
Simon begins to smile, too. Then they get to the beginning of the line.
I feel sad when they get on, because now I felt more left out then I had before. I take my attention away from the fireworks and the music, and get gloomy again. Then I sat on a blue bench just aside from the parade.
JEANETTE'S POV.
We're getting on the ride. Me, Simon, and Brittany.
Theo and Ellie ran off to another one.
I feel kind of nervous, getting on this ride and all. I saw those other people get on, and they were screaming. Loud. Louder than Brittany screamed when she found out I had a pet tarantula.
I buckle up and look at Simon. He looks at me, too- I think…
We had to wait for the other people to get on, and then the man tells us he's almost ready to start the ride.
I grip onto Simon's hand. He starts laughing and holds onto mine, too.
"Ready?" He asks, shaking as he talks. "Yeeah," I say, not really sure if I was.
Brittany began to scream. It was a happy scream, though. She was excited.
The man pulled the thingy, and we slowly went up in the air.
I start sheepishly laughing, but I still remain almost-terrified.
I look down.
We. Are. High.
I see everything! There is that big mountain ride my friend told me about. It was only distances away.
I can see Dave, and Theodore and Eleanore on the teacups ride. I look for Alvin, and shortly find him sitting on the bench. I begin to feel a bit sorry that he wasn't on with us. Even if he had chose not to get on.
Brittany looks at him too and frowns.
I look at Simon. "What is Alvin doing down there?" I ask. But Simon ignores me and pretends he's too busy looking at everything we can see up here.
But then-
Uh-oh, the ride stops.
I know what's gonna happen. We're going to go straight down. Fast.
Brittany gasps. She smiles, because she knows what's next. But not Simon, he hides his face and holds onto me.
I cover my eyes. How did I even agree to get on this thing-
Then I feel the air drop from under me, and my spine tingle, then my stomach drops.
I let out a horribly loud scream as the ride goes down. Down. Down. Doowwwn.
Brittany laughs as she screams, and I even think I saw a few tears.
But I'm not sure- I'm actually trying to not look.
Then we reached the bottom. It takes us to a down-dropping fast, stop, which makes my whole body bounce, and my eyes wide open.
We all sit there for a moment. Wide-eyed.
But then, after a few seconds, we slowly looked at each other and laughed.
The man takes our seatbelt off, and escorts us off.
I talk to Simon as I take my step off the ride. "Whoa…" I say.
"I know, wasn't that cool?" Simon says, excitedly.
"Yeah," I slowly nod with a smile.