Alrighty, well, I finished this chapter, and also the next one…so, yeah. Hope you like it!

"What do you think you're gonna get, Jean?" Alvin asked, trying to make conversation on their way to the restaurant.

"Well…I usually get the steakburger and fries…but I feel like mixing it up a little. Brittany always criticizes what I eat, and when I eat it." Jeanette looked down at her hands.

"Well, I'm sure Dave will let you get anything you want. Right, Dave?" Alvin looked at Dave, who said, "Yes ma'am!"

"Thanks, Alvin." Jeanette smiled at him, and Alvin smiled back.

On the other side of Jeanette, was a very jealous chipmunk, who loved Jeanette more than anyone. He was jealous that Alvin was flirting with her, and that Alvin got to sleep next to her. He wished they would stop flirting, and that something between them would happen, so that they wouldn't like each other. But, he wasn't sure that Jeanette liked Alvin…Does she?

Do I? I mean, yes he's cute, but…Alvin? Can it be that I…like him? I always liked Simon, but now…I think I've changed my mind.

Dave pulled up in the space in front of Steak and Shake, and they all got out. Alvin held his door open for Jeanette to get out of, and he also held the door for her when she went into the restaurant.

"Why, good evening! How many?" The waitress politely asked Dave.

"Four, please." He said back.

"Would y'all like kid's meals?" She asked the chipmunks, and Jeanette. They all nodded their heads. "Okay, then." She grabbed three kid's menus, and three little boxes of crayons, and said, "If you'll just follow me, then you're table'll be ready soon." She wiped off the table, and set the menus down. "Can I start y'all up with a drink?"

Everyone looked at their menu to see what drinks they had.

"I'll have root beer, please." Alvin said.

"Dr. Pepper for me, please." Simon said.

"I'll have some water." Dave added.

"Me too, please." Jeanette quietly said.

"Okay, I'll be back in a jiffy!" The waitress turned around, and went to another table to take orders.

"Hmmm…what do I want to eat?" Alvin thought out loud. He was sitting opposite from Jeanette; yes, Simon finally got to sit by her. Alvin used his red crayon to circle the foods he wanted. He showed Dave.

"Okay, Alvin. You can get the double steakburger. But, you have to eat it all. Is that understood?"

"Yes, Dave." Alvin started coloring his menu in.

"Have you thought about what you want, Jeanette?" Dave asked, still looking at his menu.

"Yes, Dave." She picked up a crayon, and started coloring, too. She remembered that she brought a book with her, and that it was in her purse. She took it out, and started reading.

"Jeanette, is that To Kill a Mockingbird?" Simon asked.

"Yeah, I sort of fell in love with it, and, well…I needed something to do while I wait. So, I brought this."

"What chapter are you on?"

"27."

"So you're past the trial?"

"Yeah, and I felt so sad after what happened to Tom Robinson. I mean, can you imagine that happening today? I'm glad we don't live in a society that doesn't do that."

"Me too. And do you remember during the trial when Tom made his mistake?"

"Yes, yes I do. I gasped at that part when I read it. I was shocked that he said that."

Alvin interrupted, "Said what?"

"You don't even know what we're talking about, Alvin." Simon said.

"So? That doesn't mean I can't know what that one person said. What did they say?" He looked over at Jeanette.

"Oh, well…Tom Robinson said that he felt bad for Maybella, and he regretted saying it." Jeanette said.

"Why?"

"Because, he was found guilty as soon as he said that."

"Why was he guilty?"

"Guys, our drinks are here." Dave interrupted.

"Here ya go, sugar." The waitress gave Simon his drink. "Root beer for you." She gave the next cup to Alvin. "Who had water?" Jeanette shyly raised her hand, and the waitress gave the drink to her. Then, she gave the last one to Dave.

"You guys ready to order? Or are you still deciding?" She had her notepad in her hand, and her pen was all ready clicked up, and ready to write.

"We're ready." Dave said. "I'll have the triple steakburger and cheese with fries, please."

"Okay, and for you?" the waitress looked at Alvin.

"Oh, I want the double steakburger with fries, and can I have a chocolate shake, Dave?"

"Yes, Alvin."

"Thanks!" Then, the waitress looked at Simon.

"Oh, I'll have the grilled cheese, please, and some fries, too."

"Okay, sugar, and you, doll?" she looked at Jeanette.

"May I have the macaroni and cheese, please?" Jeanette shyly asked.

"Of course, but do you want a side, hon?"

"Um…no thanks."

"Okay. Well, I'll be back in a few with your food." The waitress walked away.

"Why don't you want a side, Jean?" Alvin asked her.

Jeanette sighed, and then wrote something on the back of her menu. She gave it to Alvin. It said:

Because I'm fat.

Alvin wrote back. They did this until their food got there:

No, you're not.

Yes, I am. I mean, look at me. No one likes me. Who wants to date someone like me? Absolutely nobody. I'm not beautiful like Brittany, or cute and adorable like Eleanor. I'm the geek of the Chipettes. The one…that's the least favorite.

The waitress brought the food to the table. "Here's the grilled cheese." she put the plate in front of Simon. "The mac and cheese." She put a plate in front of Jeanette. "Double steakburger." She put a plate in front of Alvin. "And the triple steakburger." she gave the last plate to Dave. "Y'all need anything else?"

Dave answered, "No, thank you." and the waitress walked away.

Alvin stared at his food. He no longer had an appetite after what Jeanette wrote.

"What's wrong, Alvin?" Dave asked. Alvin looked up at him. Jeanette slouched in her seat, hoping that he wouldn't tell on her.

"Nothing, Dave. I just…lost my appetite." Alvin quietly said.

"Are you okay? Do you wanna go home and rest?"

"Uh, yeah. I kinda do, Dave. If you don't mind."

"Not at all." He looked around and tried to find the waitress. He signaled for her to come over.

"Yes?" she politely asked.

"Um, can we get 'to go' boxes, please? My…uh, son…doesn't feel well."

"Why, of course you can. I'll be right back." she walked away, and then returned with four boxes.

"Thanks. And I'll take the bill, too, please." The waitress walked away again.

Everyone quickly dumped their food into their box. Then, the waitress came back.

"Here ya go." she gave the bill to Dave. He just nodded. Everyone got up, and went up to the cash register.

"That'll be $20, sir." the cashier said. Dave reached into his wallet and grabbed some money. He said, "Keep the change." and walked out of the restaurant with the three chipmunks behind him.

Good? Yes? No? Eh, it was okay. The next chappie is wayyyyyyy better. Trust me. (insert evil laugh and smirk here)