First Dates

Chapter 17: Heading there

Brittany's Point of view...

"Okay, guys, ready to go?" Dave checked on us one more time. We were in our cars, I was in Alvin's, Jeanette with Simon, and Eleanor with Theodore.

Alvin opened the car window. "Yes, Dave."

"Alright, guys, have fun." He waved off as the three cars drove off.

We were headed to our triple date at Mr. A's mountain top dinner. Not that far, just maybe somewhere near. As Alvin drove off, his brothers on his tail traveling about 23 miles an hour (Just like a normal human car), I sat down, looking through the window, thinking about,... well,... life (That what it makes you do). I wonder what'll the date be like? Something simple, I think, judging by the clothes Alvin told me to wear - a pink shirt with a demin jacket over it and a pink skirt with black polka dots (A/N her chipwrecked clothes).

I'm currently waiting for us to arrive, thinking about anything I can think of, life, the date, science of boredom, -...

Alvin.

I smiled at the thought of him or at the sound of his name. Who he is? In my point of view, their are lots of words I have to put through to answer that. Let's go with the best - he's my worse enemy, my rival, the most charming and dashingly handsome chipmunk in the world, my boyfriend, my,... ahem,... mate in the near future.

I know I'll have to stay away and avoid him during spring, but it seems like I can't even go through a day without him, let alone a month, a whole season. A week without him, I lost someone, two weeks without him, I'll lose myself. I can't survive a month without him, but I also can't 'be' with him on mating season. Well, that IS a lot of pressure, worse than school. *Sigh* I guess I'll have to decide - go through a one month torture, or stay with him in paradise and risk losing everything and gaining another (If you know what I mean).

I'm still looking through the window,... well looking AT the window,... I felt Alvin's paw reaching, touching, and stroking my knee. I closed my eyes slowly and sighed pleasurable through my nose. This chipmunk always knows my weak points, one of those, my legs. He caressed my knee and gently rubbed up higher and massaged my thigh.
I closed my eyes still, bit my lower lip and let out a soft moan. I felt the tension, my body heated up, my cheeks burned, yeah, I was turning pinkish red, my heart pounded with every tension he exerts on me.

I looked at him, he had his eyes on me, smiling, luring me in.

I smiled back, enticingly at him, "You may now have your eyes on the road, Alvie." I teased.

''I'd rather have it on you, Love Puddle." He replied.

"You know, were going to die if you don't drive safely." I replied.

"At least I'll die happy." He teased back, squeezing my thigh again, heating me up even more.

I moaned softly "You're turning me on." I said seductively.

He glanced back at the road then back at me, ''You like that?" He asked temptingly.

"I don't have a death wish. Let's have that again when you're not driving." I said. I was tempted, he has this way of making me do something I normally won't.

Eleanor's Point of view

I'm kind of worried about Theodore. He's never driven one of these before, his hands were on the steering wheel, shaking.

"Theodore, you're shaking. Are you okay?" I asked.

"I-I've never,... I don't know,... Am I doing it right?" He looked at the blue car in front of him, following the convoy.