Maybe you were just going mad, but all of your friends were squealing over a boy. A chipmunk, to be exact. You had no idea why. You were one of the chipettes. When you saw him approach your table, with a few of the guys watching closely, you just glared at him.

Alvin Seville. the chick-magnet, the guy whose voice practically gave you a headache.

“Why hello ladies~” He flirted whilst smirking at the girls. Your friends squealed, but you didn’t. Alvin noticed, and looked at you for a moment before looking back to the girls.

Let’s say.. he was intrigued, but he didn’t show it