Alvin VS Simon (Simonette/Alvinette)

Chapter 32

A/N: I've decided to leave Saving Simon out, and stick to my already planned storyline. I hope that's okay! You guys have awesome ideas really but I'm sticking to my plot :3

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When Simon reached his bedroom, Alvin appeared to be practising asking a girl out with the mirror in their bedroom, styling his fringe and seeing if it fit with his cap.

"Hey baby, what do you say about you and me going to the dance?" Alvin smirked at himself in the mirror.

Simon rolled his eyes in disgust and walked to his bed.

"You know, there's over a hundred girls in school that I would take to the dance, but there's one problem. They're not you." Alvin winked at himself.

"Gee Alvin, who are you planning to ask?" Simon asked, even though he could predict the answer.

"I would tell you, but you wouldn't approve." Alvin scoffed.

"Jeanette?" Simon guessed, taking his book from his side table.

"Nothing can ever get past you, huh?" Alvin rolled his eyes.

"Tough luck, Alvin. I already asked her." Simon pulled a smug look.

"What?!" Alvin turned to face Simon.

"You heard me. I already asked her." Simon repeated with a proud smirk.

"Did she even agree to go with you?" Alvin challenged.

"Um... Well, uh... She's thinking about it." Simon revealed.

"What, do you like her or something?" Alvin raised an eyebrow.

"In case you didn't notice, yes, I do like her. I've liked her way before you started." Simon scowled at him.

"So does seeing me fail to be with her something you really enjoy?" Alvin asked his bespectacled brother, rolling his eyes.

"If I were honest with myself, yes, a hundred percent." Simon answered Alvin with his signature indifferent look.

"Why?! Now, that's just plain mean!" Alvin demanded to know.

"Because, I don't trust you to be with her. Look at yourself. I can just imagine you forcing her to go without her glasses and ditching her for a girl in a prettier dress." Simon scoffed in disgust.

"Okay, well, she does look better without glasses. Everyone does, even you. But... Come on, why would I ditch her?" Alvin chuckled.

"I actually know a girl who's been dying for you to ask her. And believe me, it's totally your loss if you keep looking blindly." Simon urged Alvin.

"I think I know who you mean." Alvin mumbled to himself, smirking at himself in the mirror as he took out his phone.

Meanwhile, Jeanette settled down in her room. She opened the letter, stunned to see special decorations at the corners of the paper rather femininely with flowers of her favourite colour. She could already predict that Ammon would be asking her out.