Alvin Seville's Little Secret

Fretting

Hey everyone! The last thing I expected to do in my life was to write this chapter, but for some reason, while scrolling my email, I found comments with positive reviews of the story, so I decided that I hate to leave this story at a cliffhanger. Here you all go, I am sorry for the poor quality of writing since 2 years can really change someone's style of writing. 

Simon's POV:

The ruckus in the neighboring tree house was certainly left.. quite the impression. Jeanette.. liked me? Really? I glanced back at the snoring Alvin,  who was busy lounging on his bed, exhausted from our earlier antics and his little "adventure". I was also about to heed Dave's advice and turn in.. Until I noticed... A shade of purple on the green. I fixed my glasses and stared at the lawn where the chipette's resided - spic and span as always.. and there was.. Jeanette? What.. is she doing there?!? She could catch a cold! I.. need to help her! I took a deep breath,  and strode down to the lawn where she was residing. 

Jeanette's POV: 

The grass is prickly and it is pretty hard to fall asleep in the chill like that, but there was absolutely no way I am going back to sleep in the tree house with that jerk of a sister. I huddled in a ball and pressed my cheek to the ground.. just to hear footsteps approaching me. I scrabbled for my glasses lying by my side and prepared to fire some degrading insult at the approaching figure (which was probably Brittany attempting to convince me to return to the treehouse).  

"No need to worry about me. I am perfectly fine right here.. Just go away and let me sleep in peace, jerk." 

The figure recoiled momentarily, but it continued to stroll towards me. A wave of frustration swept over me. I injected as much venom I could into my words while fumbling for my glasses:"Brittany, you irresponsible, idiotic, high strung..." I was immediately cut off when the figure spoke. 

"Jeanette... are you okay? Do you need to talk?"

It took me a second to register the voice and I managed to sit up and slip on my glasses. Lo and behold, the figure wasn't Brittany, but.. Simon. I was at an utter loss for words and I could feel a faint blush creeping up my cheeks. Thankfully the dark veil of the night must have hid it, because he didn't seem to notice. 

"Jeanette.. I overheard the conversation with your sisters.. I am sorry that you had a.. disagreement with your sister. When I saw you on the lawn all miserable and cold, I was.. worried."

"I am.. alright Simon. You didn't have to worry about me. I am doing just fine.. down here." 

"Jeanette..." Simon looked at me for a while, before.. suddenly embracing me.

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Simon's POV: 

From her facial features.. I could tell Jeanette was hurt by Brittany's words. The most practical approach to this situation would probably to leave her alone, and her feelings would probably calm down by tomorrow. I was about to decide that my course of action was to walk away.. but just then, Alvin's words came back to me like a whisper in the wind. 

"Simon and Jeanette sitting on a tree.. kissing..."

Then Brittany's voice:"You guys like them too..."

And then Jeanette's recent outburst. 

By deductive reasoning, there was absolutely no way Brittany was into me.. and I highly doubt Eleanor felt anything for me.. so.. that left Jeanette.. the girl of my dreams. 

Throwing all caution and rational thought to the wind. I closed my eyes and moved towards Jeanette, embracing her. Her body was stiff at first.. but the unthinkable happened. Instead of pushing me away, she wrapped her hands around me. I took the opportunity to say some comforting words to her.

"Jeanette. It's alright.. I am pretty sure that Brittany didn't mean what she said.. She probably spoke in the heat of the moment. I highly doubt that you have feelings for me.. although.. I do. I am not even good enough for you.. anyway."

Those last few words were not meant to be spoken!!!! Why did I run my mouth like that..! Jeanette immediately pushed me away. I.. how am I supposed to fix this situation...! I attempted to look at her and utter some feeble excuse, but I was tongue tied.. and I could feel my cheeks heating up. I expected Jeanette to probably slap me and run away or something.. or probably calling me weird... What's to happen to the friendship that I have treasured all these years? 

Jeanette's POV: 

"although... I do." Simon's words were still ringing in my mind. What?!? I shoved him away to prevent him from seeing the crimson blush that had manifested. He... he liked me too? 

"Jeanette  - I... no.. I am sorry.. no... I.."

A wave of relief swept through me. So.. my feelings weren't unrequited after all? The boy of my dreams had feelings for me too..? A wave of relief enveloped me, and then I started to smirk involuntarily. 

I scooted over to the blushing mess of a chipmunk who was still incessantly fumbling for words and pressed a finger to his lips. His eyes widened almost immediately. So cute..! 

With a sudden wave of confidence, I whispered to him:"I like you too Simon.. You are so responsible and kind, and smart as well.. I was the one who thought I wasn't good enough for you." 

Upon those words, Simon immediately recovered from his stupor. After taking a few deep breaths, Simon spoke. He then clasped my hand and we stood up, the moonlight illuminating his face. 

 "Jeanette. I love you.. I have no idea how this came to be.. but.. will you be my girlfriend?"

"Simon.. of course.. I am glad that this happened tonight.."

I then felt an irresistible urge to kiss him, and decided the best option was to carry on. As I approached him... I proceeded to trip.. and bumped into him. Our glasses clattered to the floor, hopefully unharmed. Playing it cool, I then pecked him on the cheek. I couldn't see clearly.. but I could still see the unmistakable red stripe on his face. 

I then strode over to where our glasses fell, picked mine up, slipped them on and walked back to the tree house.  Hopefully, he didn't notice me blushing as well...

Simon's POV: 

I.. I was still attempting to process the fact that Jeanette kissed me. It felt.. nice and... warm. I came down to express my concern for her.. just for me to end up confessing to her. My mind was reeling from tonight's events and my brain could not seem to process all the information. Having your feelings being acknowledged was.. quite refreshing. I decided that now was the best option was to return home. Thanks to the moonlight that now illuminated the lawn, I managed to locate my glasses. Almost in a daze, I stumbled back to the front door, and taking great care not to awaken anyone in the house, I slipped into the bedroom where I saw that both Alvin and Theodore were already fast asleep. Before slipping into the confines of sleep, I saw Jeanette's smiling face illuminating my thoughts. I smiled and finally drifted off. 

Hopefully I didn't disappoint anyone because of my poor writing, but I promise I TRIED. So please don't judge, and tell me how I can improve.  Was my previous works better? Anything missing? Comment please.