Disclaimer: I don't own any of the Chipmunk characters or any songs mentioned in this story.

Author's Note: First of all, thank you so much for deciding to read my story. It means a lot to me that people want to read something I worked so hard on. This is my first actual story, since last time I just wrote letters. The first chapter, in my opinon, is a little slow (they spend way to much time at the Seville's house... you'll see what I mean). But other chapters will pick up the pace, don't worry. The chipmunks are supposed to be 15 years old in this story. I struggled with what age I should put them at... I didn't want them too young because I plan on involving them in teenage situations, but I didn't want them too old because I wanted to maintain the chipmunks's innocence that they had in the TV show. By the way, this fan fiction is based on the cartoon versions of the chipmunks, not the CGI chipmunks from the 2000s. I have nothing against the new movies, but the cartoon is what I grew up with and those are the chipmunks I am most familar with. I hope you enjoy this story, and I'd really appreciate a review. Please feel free to make suggestions about what should come next. I have some ideas, but I'm really just writing as I go; I'm just sort of writing whatever comes to mind. So please, please review... I need some feedback. Your reviews are what keeps me wanting to write! Anyway, this note is getting way to long... so go ahead and read the story!

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Saturday, June 1

9:53 am

"ALVIN!!!"

Alvin Seville opened his second story bedroom window and yelled, "I'm coming!" to his brothers, who were standing outside in the driveway.

"Dave is going to be here with the tour bus any minute!" Simon shouted to his brother.

"I know!" Alvin yelled. "I'm just doing some last minute packing!" Alvin shut the window and stuffed some more clothes in his gym bag.

The Chipmunks, along with their good friends the Chipettes, were about to get their first summer tour started. They were supposed to perform that night in Los Angeles, which was about a four hour drive from where the kids lived. The boys and girls, who had just finished their freshman year of high school the day before, were very excited about seeing the country, meeting new people, and, most of all, performing songs. The tour was expected to be a huge hit and would hopefully propel the Chipmunks and Chipettes into stardom.

The Chipettes had already arrived at the Seville's house, all packed and ready to go. Not surprisingly, Brittany Miller had more luggage than her sisters, Theodore and Simon all put together.

"I wish Dave would hurry up and get here already," said Brittany, who was perched on top of one of her pink suitcases. "I can't wait to see the tour bus!"

"Me neither!" Theodore said enthusiastically. "I hope it comes with a big food supply!"

"Is Alvin still packing?" Jeanette asked.

Simon sighed heavily. "Of course he is. We've only known about this tour for six months now."

"Now are you girls sure you don't want me to come along on your trip?" Ms. Miller, the girls' guardian, asked in her loud voice. "It's not too late for me to go pack up my things real quick…"

"No!" Brittany blurted.

Eleanor glared at Brittany, not believing how rude her sister could be. Well, actually, she could believe it. "What Brittany means, Ms. Miller, is that we appreciate the offer, but we'll be okay."

"We'll miss you Ms. Miller," Jeanette said, giving the old woman a big hug.

Theodore hugged Ms. Miller too. "I'll miss your delicious cookies, Ms. M."

"Why thank you darlin'!" Ms. Miller said, returning the hug.

The normally quiet street that the Chipmunks lived on was suddenly interrupted by a loud engine. The kids and Ms Miller looked up the street to see an RV coming toward them. As it got closer, they saw Dave waving to them in the driver's seat.

"That's the tour bus?" Brittany asked. "It's just some shitty RV!"

"Brittany!" Ms. Miller scolded. "Watch the language!"

Brittany rolled her eyes. She loved Ms. Miller, but she couldn't wait to be parent-free all summer. Sure, Dave would be keeping an eye on them, but she was pretty sure that Dave wouldn't be very strict with her.

The big vehicle pulled into the driveway. A few seconds later, Dave hopped out of the RV.

"Well, here it is, kids!" Dave said proudly. "This is what we'll be traveling in all summer!"

"I thought it was going to be a tour bus, Dave," Theodore said to his father, feeling slightly disappointed.

"This is the best we can do for now, son," Dave admitted. "We are on a budget, you know."

The five chipmunks hopped on the RV to check it out. It wasn't super luxurious, but it was nice. There was a restaurant-style booth surrounding a table in the small kitchen. In the back of the RV were a bathroom, small TV, some shelves and trunks, and two large mattresses. Dave caught Brittany's horrified expression when she saw the beds.

"Don't worry Brittany," Dave said. "We'll be staying in hotels most nights. The beds are just to rest on when we're on the road."

Brittany sighed with relief. No way was she going to sleep in the back of a crowded RV every night.

After everyone checked out the RV, they went back outside. Dave noticed that his loudest son wasn't present. "Where is Alvin?" he asked as he checked his watch. "We need leave in the next few minutes if we want to get to our first concert on time."

"He's still packing," Simon said.

"What?" Dave frowned. "I told you boys to make sure you had everything packed last night!"

"Alvin was up watching monster movies instead," Theodore said, opening a bag of potato chips.

Dave sighed. "That boy is going to be late to his own wedding one day."

"Well I suppose I ought to be taking off," Ms. Miller said, a slight sadness in her voice. She gathered the three girls who she considered her daughters into a big group hug. "I'll miss you girls so much!"

"We'll miss you too, Ms. Miller!" the Chipettes cried in unison.

"Now, you're sure you don't want me to come along?" Ms. Miller asked for the thousandth time that morning.

"Ms. Miller," Dave said in a soothing voice, "the girls will be fine. I'm sure there won't be any problems."

"Okay, David." Ms. Miller wiped her eyes. "I trust you with the girls." The old woman's face brightened. "Maybe I'll catch a show sometime. Wouldn't that be fun, girls?"

The girls politely nodded.

"Okay everyone, time to hit the road!" Dave announced.

The girls exchanged one last farewell with Ms. Miller and climbed into the large vehicle. Simon and Theodore followed, and, following Dave's orders, ended up carrying a majority of Brittany's heavy bags. Dave nervously checked his watch. "Where is he?" Dave muttered.

"Wait! I'm coming! Wait for me!"

The five chipmunks on the RV looked out the large window to see Alvin running out the front door with two large gym bags in each arm. The red clad teenager hurried up the RV stairs and tossed his bags on a mattress. "This is it?" Alvin asked with a frown. "This is the tour bus?"

"It's an RV, actually," Theodore said, grabbing a handful of chips from his bag. "Dave says we're on a budget."

"How can we be on a budget?" Alvin wondered aloud. "We've been performing since we were little kids and we can't afford a nicer ride? What have we been spending all the money on?"

"A nice house, food, clothes, a car, books for school…" Simon listed.

"It was a rhetorical question, Simon," Alvin said, glaring at his taller brother.

"Well after this tour we'll have all the money we'll ever need," Brittany said confidently. She slipped on her baby-blue framed sunglasses. "We're about to become stars!"

"You mean you're about to become stars," Alvin said, pointing to the Chipettes. "The Chipmunks already are stars. We've already had a sold-out show!"

"That was because the tickets for that concert were on sale," Simon pointed out.

Alvin groaned and the Chipettes giggled. "Damn it, Simon!" he muttered. He hated when Simon called him out on his bluffs.

"Yeah, you guys are such huge stars," Brittany said, her high voice dripping with sarcasm.

"Aw, don't fight you guys," Theodore said in his super-sweet voice. "Remember, we're on tour together. People like both the Chipmunks and the Chipettes."

"Theo's right." Eleanor grabbed her boyfriend's chubby hand (which felt a little oily thanks to all those potato chips, but she didn't mind) and smiled at him. "Let's try to get along on this tour. We're in this together!"

"I'll get along with Simon and Theodore," Brittany said. "But he's another story." She pointed her French-manicured index finger at Alvin.

Dave shut the RV door and buckled himself into the driver's seat. "Okay, kids, here we go!"

All six chipmunks cheered with excitement as Dave put the RV in reverse. They had seen the world on an exciting balloon adventure when they were in elementary school, but they had never seen all of America before. The chipmunks waved good-bye to Ms. Miller, who was standing in the driveway, waving and dabbing her eyes with a handkerchief. They all hoped that this would be the summer when their dreams would come true.

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It took about five minutes for the teenaged chipmunks to finally settle down. They had done big shows before, but they had never gone on a summer-long tour. They all felt giddy with excitement.

Simon was as happy as everyone else, but he knew that it was time to get down to business.

"Guys," he said, sitting in the comfortable booth, "we need to sit down and figure out what songs we're going to perform for our concerts."

"What?" Dave exclaimed, overhearing. "You kids don't know what songs you're going to do yet? I already e-mailed the concert producers your usual list of songs!"

"Relax, Dave." Alvin slid into the booth next to Simon. "We'll just have to download some music for some songs. It's no big deal."

"But you haven't rehearsed!" Dave said, looking at his son in the rear-view mirror.

"Don't worry!" Alvin said, rolling his eyes. "Everything is under control."

As the others sat in the booth, Simon pulled out a notebook and pen out of his back pack. "So," he said to his brothers and the girls, "what ideas do you guys have?"

"We have to do some MJ songs!" Alvin shouted in Simon's ear, causing Simon to shoot him an annoyed glance.

Simon sighed. After all these years, Alvin was still obsessed with Michael Jackson music. "What songs do you have in mind?" Simon asked.

"How about 'Beat it?'" Eleanor suggested. "We've done that song a lot of times."

"Yeah," Alvin said, mocking Eleanor's girly, high pitched voice, "which is why we should do a different MJ song for a change."

"Oh! Let's do that 'Kiss' song!" Theodore said, biting a potato chip.

"Theodore," Simon said patiently, "that's not a Michael Jackson song. That's Prince."

"Oh."

"And we should do a rap song, too," Alvin said. He grabbed Simon's pen and scribbled Lil Wayne on the paper.

"Alvin," Simon said, "a majority of our audience is under the age of eighteen."

"So?" Alvin said.

"So we need to keep our songs appropriate for our audience," Simon replied as he crossed out what Alvin had written.

"You mean to tell me that people under eighteen don't listen to Lil Wayne?" Alvin challenged.

Simon frowned. "We're not covering any rap songs, Alvin."

"Let's do 'Boys and Girls of Rock n Roll'," Theodore said.

"I love that song!" the usually quiet Jeanette squealed.

"Yes." Simon nodded and wrote down Theodore's suggestion. "Good idea, Theodore."

"We haven't sung that song in years!" Alvin said. "Besides, don't you think that our fans would prefer something a little more mature?"

"Its fine, Alvin," Simon insisted. "We need to do an original song. We can't just do covers all the time."

"But it's too…"

"We're doing the freaking song, Alvin!" Brittany, who had been busy filing her nails, yelled.

"Why are you so eager to do it?" Alvin asked.

Brittany lowered her sunglasses and looked Alvin in the eyes. "It's a fan favorite, stupid. I do it for the fans."

"And because she gets to dance opposite of Alvin," Eleanor whispered to Jeanette.

After about an hour, the Chipmunks and the Chipettes finally made a list that they were all satisfied with (except Alvin, who argued that most songs were too "kiddie"). They rehearsed a few songs and wrote down some cherography for the songs they had never performed before. No one said it, but they were all surprised about how well everyone was getting along so far, especially the fact that Alvin and Brittany weren't arguing… much. They still kept in mind that it was only the first few hours of their tour.

The RV pulled into a rest stop. The teens wondered why they were stopping to rest so early.

"Dave," Eleanor said, "we've only been on the road for an hour. We don't need to stop yet."

"Yes we do!" Brittany said, hurrying to the front door. She was already sick of the crowded space.

"We're meeting the band here," Dave said. "I want you to meet them."

"Band?" Alvin said. "We don't need a band. We are the band! Since when do we have a band?"

"Why are you acting so surprised?" Simon asked his brother. "Dave has told us about this dozens of times." Alvin stared blankly at Simon. Simon sighed. "But of course you weren't listening, were you?"

"They'll only be on stage during some songs," Dave said. "Most times you'll be performing to pre-recorded music. We've been over this many times, Alvin."

"Whatever," Alvin said, adjusting his red cap. "Let's just get this over with."

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