Fasten your seatbelts. This one's a wild ride. But not as wild as part 4 will be.

Doofus-Genius Alvin's POV

As soon as Simon left the room, Theo IMMEDIATELY started grilling me like a veggie kabob. I knew my idea was kinda nuts, but hey…it worked so far!

"I know what you're doing." My baby brother held his Talking Teddy doll up so that its eyes were level with my own.

I pretended to have no idea what he was talking about. "Whatever do you mean?"

"The note." He scowled. "You could just tell Simon, but you're going through all this trouble because you're still ashamed to be all smarticle."

"How do you know I wrote the note?" I questioned him, poking his Talking Teddy doll in the chest.

He set Teddy down and then imitated me as best he could. "My main branch of study is physics." He squeaked. "Signed, Your fellow intellectual." He folded his arms. "It sounds exactly like you."

"Does not!" I protested.

"Does so." He replied. "You're messing with Simon."

"I'm not messing with him." I said softly. "I really do want to talk physics with him. I'm just…scared it'll further tank my reputation."

"What reputation?" Theodore asked, sending a stabbing pain through me. "Nobody at school cares what you do now. You're free."

I shook my head. "Free until they know I am the ultimate science prodigy." I responded glumly. "Then it's nerd for life….no going back. I'll be picked on so much that I'll have to switch schools. They picked on me a ton for just getting reading glasses! I can't tell people about this! I can't! I already made my entire physics class take an oath of silence."

"So you're just gonna keep lying to Simon?" He asked, his brown eyes watering. I could tell he was concerned the truth would be revealed and Simon would be hurt. That was weighing on my mind to, but what other option did I have!?

I shrugged, faking a nonchalant attitude while inside I was filled to the brim of my cap with worst case scenarios. I like that word. Scenarioooo. "He's happy. I'm happy. It's a win-win."

He climbed on his bed and crawled inside. "So now I have to keep this secret too!?" He looked upset.

"Just for a while." I yawned. "Until I can find a way to like physics and still be cool."

He muttered something into his pillow and then picked Teddy up off the floor and cleared the rest of the plushies off his bed. He climbed into bed cuddling Teddy.

I put my hands behind my head, feeling like every bit the genius I was. This was the greatest idea I could have ever thought up. I couldn't wait to get Simon's response.

It continued on like this for a couple full weeks. I would go to school and nerd out secretly, with plenty of time for skateboarding, videogaming, and sports. Theo and Jeanette continued to keep my secret, although Jeanette's allergies were worsening. Heh heh AL-lergies. They were caused by me. I'm only joking about it to cover up my immense guilt!

Britt continued to ask me about a complete cool guy makeover and about the girl I was crushing on. I dodged her questions and eventually stopped talking to her altogether. Eleanor kept telling me to keep my head in the game. I would constantly space out randomly as the barrage of random thoughts infected my head. I had overdone it with the learning and now everything was all mixed up. It was like my brain had given up on any semblance of organization.

Imagine you have a bucket and you start putting a bunch of small things inside it. You fill the bottom of the bucket and you can still find where everything is because you can reach it easily. But say you add a second layer and a third? Then, you pack the bucket full, put a lid on it and shake it til everything is moved around every which way. That was what was happening to my brain.

I know I talk about my brain a lot. It's because I've always kind of had a love-hate relationship with it. I used to hate how it would never let me do anything I wanted to do, let alone what I was told to do. I was constantly understimulated.

Now that Dr. Wilson's class had jumpstarted it, the thing was AMAZING! I was overstimulated, but I didn't care! I just wanted to keep cramming in knowledge. I wanted to know EVERYTHING about EVERYTHING. But the more I learned about different subjects, the more my brain became all disorganized again. I couldn't get to the information I needed when I needed it.

But I NEEDED it right now. I sat at a table in the cafeteria with my reading glasses on, texting up another letter to send to Jeanette so she could edit it and I could slip it in Simon's backpack.

Simon and I had been writin' letters back and forth a lot these weeks. A LOT. I was talking to him more through the letters than I talked to him out loud in person. It felt so…freeing. Like I could finally be myself. Which was weird, since I was pretending to be some random person from school. I sent him so many fun facts about physics, that he probably already was aware of, but I wanted him to know that I, errr, Anonymous knew.

Here are some of the highlights.

"Gelatin doesn't break if you tap it because of surface tension."

"The sun doesn't actually change color at sunset."

"Time goes faster at the top of a building than the bottom according to Einstein's theory of relativity."

"Wind has a shadow! It's just invisible!" Like Eleanor lol

"The gyroscopic effect keeps a bike balanced."

"Water tension holds sandcastles together."

"Inertia keeps you from falling out of a rollercoaster."

"An apple didn't actually fall on Newton's head, but the fact that he saw apples falling straight down was what got him thinking about physics."

"Alternative universes probably exist, according to Stephen Hawking!" Or as I called him before Jeanette corrected me, "Wheelchair robot voice guy."

"Theoretically, if you put saturn in a bathtub big enough, it could float."

"About 3 atoms are present in every cubic meter of space."

"Black holes warp time the closer you get to the event horizon."

Whoah, okay, maybe you didn't need THAT many highlights. Oh well. Point is, I was totally out of ideas for fun facts to put in my next letter. Now what should I do? I needed to look in a physics book to refresh my spotty memory. Problem. I couldn't very well do that with everyone else in the cafeteria.

"What are you up to, Alvin?" Kevin took a seat next to me.

I scrambled to put my phone away. He COULD NOT see the letter. "Oh, you know, just, like, hangin." I improvised. Was that classic Alvin dialogue? Or did it sound too dumb now? This was exhausting.

Cheesy came over to join the two of us. He was munching a doughnut. I don't even know where he got the doughnut from. "Wassup."

"Hey, this might seem like a crazy question coming from me…" I began, my mouth moving without permission from my common sense. "Do you guys know any good physics fun facts?"

"Since when do you care about physics?" Kevin asked.

"Yeah." Cheesy added. "You think it's lame."

"I….I….I…." I stammered, unsure what to say. Finally, I said. "Can you keep a secret?" And then I told them everything.

I knew it was risky, the more people knew, the bigger the chance that my secret would get out. But I NEEDED to tell someone. I was just bursting on the inside. I was built for showing off! Not hiding things. I wanted so badly to be able to actually use my genius whenever. Maybe then Miss. Smith wouldn't accuse me of cheating.

Kevin and Cheesy were shocked to the core, but after I explained further, they helped me compose 80% of the next letter to Simon. I composed the rest myself and then gave it to Jeanette so she could do her thing. I met her in the art room this time instead of the library.

The poor girl was still suffering because of my dishonesty. Now she had red patches all over her skin that showed through the fur.

"Are you okay?" I asked her.

She nodded as she itched at her arms. "I'm good. It's just hives. It makes me think of bees, so it isn't all bad."

"You're breaking out in hives because of me." I said sadly.

She edited the letter as she scratched. "It's okay. At least I stopped sneezing."

"Do you think that you'll get better if I tell Simon? Not Britt or Ellie yet, just Simon? Or does it have to be all three?" I asked, playing with a marker cap on the table that had no marker.

"Well…." She rubbed her back against the chair. I assume the hives were all over her back too. She was falling apart….because of me. What if Theo was falling apart too? How could I do this to them?

"Yes?" I urged her to finish the sentence.

She smiled at me. "It probably would help a little." Her smile flipped upside down. "But what about your reputation? Simon might tell more people. You'd be outed as a nerd."

I would have touched her hands if they weren't covered in a totally gross rash. "I can't let you get hurt, Jeanette." I said honestly. "My reputation isn't worth it."

"Thank yoACHOOO!" She sneezed directly in my face. Ew. "Sorry." She wiped my face with a tissue.

"Wish me luck." I grimaced. "I don't think Si is gonna take it well."

"You might be surprised." She adjusted her purple glasses, which had gone crooked following the big sneeze.

I shrugged. "Perhaps." I didn't believe that for a second.

I knew that once Simon knew, Eleanor and Britt and the rest of the school wouldn't be far behind. But I HAD to come clean. I had to. Two and a half weeks was a long enough time to hide the fact that I was the mysterious Anonymous that kept slipping letters in Simon's backpack.

After class, I slipped the final letter in while he was busy at his locker. He never saw me. What I didn't realize at the time was that the blinking tiny security camera he had installed on his backpack DID. It had recorded me and Simon was about to learn the truth…before I could tell him. Wha oh!

ALVIN: Hey, Si! You're up again.

SIMON: Stop making me narrate your story for you.

ALVIN: But it's more beneficial for the audience to get your perspective. They know how I feel about everything. You bottle it all inside!

SIMON: There's a reason for that.

ALVIN: If you narrate this part, this tiny little section for me, I will let you have 4 hours of uninterrupted peace and quiet.

SIMON: You've got yourself a deal.

Simon's POV

I raced home from school once my Chemistry class was dismissed. I found another letter in my backpack and smiled to myself. I had finally done it! I would soon know exactly who this Anonymous person was. I had waited two and a half weeks before pulling this ripcord, but my curious mind NEEDED to know.

You see, I had installed a spy cam on my backpack. When whoever had been giving me these lovely letters approached, I would catch them on the camera. Now, all I had to do was plug it into my laptop and watch the footage.

I did this in the secret lab within my bedroom closet. I projected the footage up on the screen. Fast forward, fast forward, THERE! Wait….WHAT!? It couldn't be!

There, on the screen was a video of none other than ALVIN! He was slipping the letter into my backpack with a huge smirk on his face. I was furious! How could he do this to me!? I finally thought I had a friend to discuss science with! It was just my brother faking it?

Now, Alvin has done some downright despicable things over the years, but this one takes the metaphorical cake. Pretending to be some random kid from school interested in science just to screw with my head is a LOW BLOW, even for HIM!

It's too bad he wasn't dumb enough to sign Anonymous with a big YELLOW A. That may have tipped me off sooner. How DARE he keep this ruse up for 2 and a half weeks? How DARE HE!? I was going to give that dishonest lunatic a piece of my mind. I stormed out of the lab, breathing heavy.

"ALVINNN!" I yelled, my temper flaring just like my father's would whenever that jerk would prank him.

Alvin shoved his comic book under his pillow and looked at me with a hint of worry in his eyes. "What'd I do this time?"

"You tell me." I grabbed him and pulled him into my secret lab and then closed the door.

He sounded scared and pitiful. "Si, what's going on?"

I put the video back up on screen and made it freeze on a clear image of his face. "Start talking, Anonymous." I hissed.

"Oh….that." He frowned, looking guilty.

I clenched my jaw, trying not to scream. "Yeah." I said. "THAT."

He put his hands behind his back. "Okay, so, funny story…" he began.

I lost it. "FUNNY STORY!?" I exclaimed. "You knew how much I wanted a real friend and you MESSED with me!" Then, I felt tears trickle down my cheeks. I hate crying, especially in front of anyone. "Does being a brother mean anything to you?"

"Simon, I can explain." He claimed.

I growled in a threatening way. "You better have one heck of an explanation."

"Just hear me out." He sat down in the chair by my desk and looked me directly in the eyes. "You know when I accidentally signed myself up for that physics class for a week and then transferred out of it into music appreciation?"

I sighed. This was old news. "Yeah."

But what he said next sent a shiver down my spine and widened my eyes. "I didn't drop the class."

"What?" I said in disbelief. Alvin willingly staying in a class he HATED? That's a new one.

"I'm still in it. I take my final exam tomorrow actually." He went on, getting up from the chair and starting to walk around my lab. The boy cannot sit still.

I stood there, dumbfounded. "W…W….What?"

"I….I like it." He confessed. "I'm fascinated by it. I understand it. When I saw how upset you were about not having someone to science chat with…I…well…I just wanted to help. Plus,…" His voice got quieter. "I also wanted to chat science with you too."

HE UNDERSTANDS IT!? I felt light headed. It's not every day that your sibling drops an earth shattering secret on you. He'd kept this from all of us so long. Almost the whole marking period!

"You actually understood it? That's great!" I told him, feeling a weird new sensation. I think I was impressed. I thought about how well written the letters were and all the science facts we had shared back and forth. I had no idea I'd been writing my own brother this whole time. Maybe this would be the start of us actually getting along.

"No, it's not!" Alvin protested, throwing his hands in the air. "It's not great! Why does everyone keep saying that?"

I sat down in my chair, since he didn't want it. "Because learning things is good for you." I told him.

He started to panic. We'd have to work on his anxiety. "But this….Simon, this isn't me! I don't want this to be me! Why is this ME!? The glasses….the love of science! I'm turning into a….a…" He was so shaky he couldn't even finish the sentence.

"…A total dweebus?" I finished for him, smirking. That's what he has called me at least 100 times.

He made gagging noises. "Exactly!"

I decided to upset his status quo even more thab the physics class had. "Well, judging by the numerous fun facts you wrote in those letters, I'd say you've already turned…and quite spectacularly, I might add." I smiled. Cue the freakout in 3…2….1…

"NOOOOOO!" He dropped to his knees.

"You're just having trouble accepting this part of yourself." I continued, watching Alvin try and deny his new status.

He got up and hugged himself, still panicking. "Because it's not a part of myself. It's not. It's not supposed to be."

I got out of the chair and walked over to put a hand on his shoulder. "Liking things that others find nerdy is nothing to be embarrassed about." I informed him. "Besides, I've always wanted someone with whom to share the mechanics behind my inventions. Now I have that" I made a very confused expression. "In you…"

"You have Jeanette for that." Alvin insisted.

I smiled. I was looking forward to taking Alvin under my wing. He could be my lab assistant. "I could always use someone else. Whenever Jeanette and I hang out together, people always think we're dating. It drives me CRAZY." I said honestly.

Alvin still didn't look too keen on the idea. "The novelty of having a brother just like you is gonna wear off real quick, Si. Believe me. I know. That's why I was super glad the hypnotist guy was able to change ya back when he took your smarts away."

"Will you give it a chance?" I asked hopefully.

"Okay, fine, maybe." He agreed. "But I'm not changing any further than this. I'm not gonna start dreaming about being a famous scientist. That's your thing."

THANK GOODNESS! I WAS REALLY WORRIED IF HE LIKED SCIENCE HE'D SOMEHOW STEAL IT FROM ME! Imagine Alvin winning a nobel prize or something before me! That would be the biggest punch to the gut I'd ever experienced.

I smiled wider. "Oh for sure. I wouldn't expect you to. All I'm saying is….give thinking a chance."

"I do enjoy this profound thinking business." Where did Alvin learn a word like PROFOUND!? Oh, right. Probably Dr. Wilson. "Alright! I will!"

I sat back down in the chair. "I can't believe I have a brother who UNDERSTANDS science."

"Yep." He chuckled. "This is pretty weird."

"So weird." I mumbled. I was wondering if it was really real or if I'd somehow crossed into another dimension.

My red capped brother spoke again. "You know that planetarium pass I gave ya? When I found the meteorite? From the Shian 22 asteroid belt?" How did he remember that if he can't even remember to put his skateboard away? "The one I begged and pleaded and traded my coffee shop gift card for? Do you still have that?" He continued.

I nodded. "Yes."

His cheeks turned pink with embarrassment. I had a feeling he'd be embarrassed for a while. "Can I have it back?"

"But of course!" I opened my desk drawer and handed him the pass. "Now that I know you'll appreciate it, I don't mind it being yours."

"Awesome!" He clutched the pass to his chest. "I'm really excited to check out the planetarium, you know, tons of physics at work."

"I bet you'll have fun." I was looking at Alvin in an entirely new light. "There isn't a nerd gene in your body." I had said before. Oh what a bittersweet laugh that was now. Had Alvin always had this secret side? Had I missed signs? Where were the signs?

Or had my wish on that star to have someone other than Jeanette with whom to share my knowledge so they could appreciate it…Had it chosen my brother? Was this a test? Was I supposed to just take THIS in stride the way I would any other one of Alvin's phases?"

"Sooooo?" My enthusiastic brother leaned onto my desk. "Got any inventions I can check out?"

"Maybe once you've proven I can trust you." I said "considering you've been lying to me all marking period."

"Half lying." He corrected.

I groaned. "That doesn't make it better."

"Okay okay. I will prove to you what an amazing genius I can be." He jumped across the lab and then tripped over his own feet.

I rolled my eyes. "Smart, maybe. Genius? Hardly."

He shook his head. "No, I am DEFINITELY a genius. I read your entire Quantum Mechanics Book. And I understood it!"

"Are you sure you understand it? Or do you just think you understand it?" I asked. "You can get too confident for your own good."

"I'm positive. Simon, I'm getting an A in Physics. An A. As a class grade. I've never gotten a marking period grade better than a B minus before!" He looked directly at me and grabbed my shoulders. "You and me, we have the same brain juice stuff. We got all the smarts and Theo got, well, nothing."

I pursed my lips. "I'm still not sure you're actually a genius."

"Why are you so skeptical?" He whined.

I pointed up at the screen. "Let's take a little trip down memory lane, shall we?"

I played him a compilation video of every single time he'd ever called me a nerd and there were a lot of them.

About an hour later, we'd reached the end of the video.

"My name is Simon. I like to fill my brainal cavities with useless information. Gigabyte, ethernet, router, Glorbadex." Video Alvin mocked.

Video me was exasperated. "Glorbadex isn't even a word."

"Is so! It's the name of a tech startup company!" My brother told me, as the video stopped playing after that last clip.

I blinked in surprise. "Huh?"

"Y…Y…Yeah." Alvin stammered. "Surprised I still knew that."

I spun around in the chair to face him. "Oh….Well, anyway, now can you see why I think you're playing an elaborate joke on me?"

Alvin looked offended. "Simon, I really did get smarter-er! I swear! I fried my own brains!" I wish he would stop talking about that stupid alien book!

"What genius says "smarter-er?" I replied.

Alvin walked out of the lab. "I do! Cuz I am a genius! I know I am! And I'm gonna prove it somehow!"

I followed him. "So how many people have you told about the physics class?"

"Just you, Jeanette, and Theo…I think." He listed them off on his fingers. "Oh and also Kevin and Cheesy."

"So you haven't told Brittany?" I gulped.

He shook his head. "I don't want to tell her ever. It might drive a wedge between us. She'd still be popular and I'd be….I'd be…."

"A geeknerd." I finished for him.

He got a very panicked look again. I could somewhat empathize. Being a nerd was certainly no picnic. But I was here for him. I would help him adjust, just as I had done many times before when he experienced life changing events.

Our dynamic had shifted for sure. I had intended to chew Alvin out over the letters, but instead I had found common ground with him. The one silver lining was that although he kept claiming to be a genius, there was no way he was anywhere close to my level.

ALVIN: Thanks, Si. I'll take it from here!

SIMON: You do that. I'm going to go take a nap.

ALVIN: We now return to my interpretation of the story.

Genius Alvin's POV

The next day, Simon caught me watching The Big Bang Theory on TV. That cool new website I had found also helped me find shows to watch where the characters were smart all the time, instead of just smart for one episode. I hoped my genius upgrade wasn't just like one of those temporary episodes. I would hate to lose it. Especially since Si was taking it so well.

"You watch The Big Bang Theory now?" He asked, joining me on the couch.

I didn't wanna tell him I was choosing to do it, since it was like the epitome of dweebus shows. So, once again, I lied to Simon. "I'm watching TV for homework! Isn't that exciting!? I'm supposed to write down any physics concepts I notice…which has been 0 so far. I'm too busy laughing at these 4 dorky nerds. They cannot get a girl!" I quipped. Because it sounded like a plausible Dr. Wilson style assignment, he was none the wiser.

"Sounds like someone else I know." Simon replied, elbowing me playfully.

Wait, did he mean me? I knew I couldn't exactly get a girlfriend right now. I was still on the whole popularity break thing and girls were pretending not to notice me.

Except Britt, I still wasn't up to telling Brittany what I'd become. For obvious reasons! She was gonna take it horribly. But, I'd also thought Simon would take it horribly and he welcomed my nerd side with open arms. Well, for now he did. I highly suspected that's because he still thought I was MUCH less smart than him.

Anyhulahoop, Britt and I met up in the courtyard at lunch. She stood on one of the picnic tables and tossed a flier at me.

"What do you think?" She shoved one of the fliers in my face. I couldn't tell what the flier was all about. I didn't have my reading glasses on. Plus, I felt like my up close vision was getting worse, but that might have just been an exaggeration.

I squinted at the flier. "What is it?"

I focused on the sound of the voice coming from the fuzzy pink blob. "It's your face, duh! I'm thinking you should join the school Dance Committee! That's a surefire way to score popularity points. However, you have to be chosen by the class reps to join, so a little advertising couldn't hurt."

I handed her back the blurry flier. "Britt, I'm not interested in helping set up school dances. I am swamped with homework. I just don't have the time."

I couldn't see her face until she walked further away from me. She pouted those gorgeous lips of hers. "But, Alvie…"

"But nothing." I said. "Drop it."

"You'll live to regret it." She warned.

I let some of my newly acquired Simonese words slip out of my mouth. "Suppose I might. Doesn't metamorphose the certitude that this is my prerogative."

"Now you're just stringing random big words together." She huffed, as she often does when annoyed.

I smirked. "Awww, you caught me." It was true, technically. What she didn't know is that all the words I was stringing together, actually made sense!

She continued to make a fool of herself. "It's all gibberish. See? I can say big words too." She taunted.

I resisted the urge to roll my eyes. "Cool."

"Big words are NOT cool. Nobody is going to be able to understand you." She flicked her wrist. See? As I mentioned previously. Brittany Jewel Miller is dumb as a post. Big words are AWESOME!

I wanted to get out of there and away from her, so I scampered over to Eleanor before I could hear any more biting retorts from the Chipette in pink.

"Hey, how's Jeanette doing?" I asked with clear concern. "I know she's not at school today. Did the hives get worse?"

Eleanor bounced a basketball on the paved basketball court in the courtyard. "Hives are about the same. She woke up in the middle of the night, so she's taking today off to rest."

My mind began to get distracted by the basketball bouncing. I started trying to calculate the force of it hitting the ground. No! Get out! I need to focus on Jeanette! It's my fault she's in this mess.

"Tell her I said that I, you know, hope she feels better real soon." I drew invisible circles on the ground with my foot.

"I will." Eleanor bounced the basketball at me.

I caught it reflexively without thinking. "There's another thing I wanna tell ya, but I don't want anyone else to hear." I said.

Her ears twitched. She's always been a sucker for a good secret. "What is it?" She led me farther away from the basketball court and scurried behind a tree.

I joined her and rested a hand on the tree trunk. I decided I was done holding back. Eventually, at least my whole family would know. "Guess what Eleanor! I'm a genius! Like a literal genius! I'm gifted like Si! Which, I mean, I guess I've always secretly wanted to be because I LOVE IT!" I gushed.

She didn't look shocked or anything. "I know." She grinned. "I was wondering when you'd tell me."

"You know? How?" My eyes were wide.

"Observation…." She fibbed. "….and Theo told me." Aha! That was the real reason.

I sighed. "I gotta stop telling Theo big secrets."

"Oh please." The pigtailed girl scoffed. "It's not like you being gifted is gonna rip the world apart or anything."

"Depending on the inventions Simon and I work on, it literally might." I pointed out.

She chuckled. "Ah, I think it'll make life interesting."

"How am I supposed to tell Britt?" I asked, pointing to the Chipette sitting far in the distance on the picnic table.

Eleanor picked up the basketball, which I had dropped without realizing it. "Eh, I'm sure your big brain can figure something out."

I wasn't so sure about that. Britt was so sure I'd be popular again. Outing myself as a physics geeknerd would take popularity entirely off the table.

Eleanor must have noticed how sad and pathetic I looked. She tipped my head up with her finger. "Chin up, Alvin. You'll get through this."

I vowed to tell Britt….someday. Eleanor and I talked for a while and I learned that Theo didn't just reveal my true intellectual capabilities. He revealed EVERYTHING. Even my crazy Anonymous letter idea. At least she was up to speed. Crap. Speed. And now I was caught in the physics whirlwind again. This was getting old.

Back at home, when school ended, I decided that Simon needed to know the full extent of my change. We were working together on our science homework at our mini desks when I stopped suddenly.

"Are you bored already?" My brother in blue asked.

I pushed my red glasses up on my nose. "No, no. Not exactly. I just thought of a perfect way to prove just how smart I am now."

"That way is HOMEWORK, Alvin. Seriously. We're running out of time and…you're not listening to a word I say, are you?" Simon set down his pencil and sighed.

"This is better. Trust me," I really was barely listening to him. "Oh Simon! Check out what I can do!"

I took a red marker and covered a section of the wall in physics equations. Extremely complicated physics equations. They're so complicated that I'm not even gonna bother explaining them to you. Just take my word for it. When I finished solving the equations, I twirled the marker around in my fingers.

Simon was awestruck. His blue eyes sparkled. He finally saw what I'd been trying to show him since he made his first invention and impressed Dave. We were like minded kin. I just used my superior intellect differently.

"That's incredible!" My bro gasped. "You really….know all that? You aren't just copying it from memory? You know what it means?"

"Oh yeah!" I boasted. "Turns out my memory is fantastic! It's just really really selective!" Well, fantastic MIGHT be a stretch. My memory is fairly unreliable. Even cramming it with facts and statistics doesn't change that.

Simon put a hand on his chest "…..great Newton's ghost." He uttered.

"Newton was a talented fella." I said. Then, I looked at the wall and back at the marker. A not so spectacular thought entered my mind. "Oooh boy. Hey, uh, Simon. What are the odds this marker is gonna, you know, wash off the wall?" I wiggled the red marker.

He gulped. "Uh, well, Slim to none."

I chuckled nervously. "Oops." So I still wasn't a master at controlling my ideas. I needed a way to sort through the good ones and bad ones so I could only pick good ones. But, but, I was POSITIVE I would get there eventually.

"How are we going to explain the wall to Dave?" Simon questioned.

I shrugged. "Tell him that you wrote it."

"I'll go get the stain remover I used on the paint from our paintball party." Simon hurried into his lab, leaving me at my mini desk with the homework.

This was going to take a lot of time to adapt to. My mind started to wander and it played me an entire clip show thing of characters from The Big Bang Theory talking about physics stuff. I wondered how Dave and Britt would react when they learned my secret. Would Dave like having two genius kids? Or would he send me away to math camp or something so he could focus on Favorite Son Simon?

As for Britt, I still kinda had a soft spot for her. She might have ruined my social life, but it was that blunder that helped me realize who I really was inside. Or, rather, who the aliens who upgraded me had turned me into. Important distinction there. I made up my mind to tell Brittany everything at some point tomorrow and I hoped with all my heart our friendship wouldn't be affected badly. She's an exquisite individual, baring her hatred for changes. I would hate to lose her.

So the secret's out to two more Chipmunks! How do you think Brittany will take it? You might get to hear some of her POV in the next chapter. I think there will be more Simon too.

Also, now that Simon knows Alvin's supposed intelligence is almost at his level, what will happen to him? Will he continue to get along with Alvin? Or will things go south?

As always, reviews are appreciated! I love to collect them!