Hellooooo =) I came up with this idea as I was studying locus' for my geometry midterm tomorrow -.- Anyways, I worked really hard on this, so please review. I hope you enjoy it.

One Friday, the Chipmunks and Chipettes sat in the cafeteria of their high school. Simon sat next to Jeanette, Alvin next to Brittany, and Theodore next to Eleanor. While the others were talking about their day, Simon and Jeanette were talking about the weather. There was a tornado expected to hit Los Angeles the next day. They had just discussed weather patterns in their science class, and were fascinated by the fact that a tornado was expected to hit.

"I can't believe a tornado is going to hit tomorrow! It's expected to be the worst one in fifty years!" Jeanette exclaimed, grabbing everyone's attention.

"A tornado? What?" Brittany frantically questioned.

"There's going to be an F5 tornado tomorrow. That's the worst possible tornado type! And it's extremely unusual for a tornado of that strength to be hitting Los Angeles."

"What are we supposed to do?"

"We can evacuate, but it's pretty pointless. Besides, all you need to stay safe is a basement with a bathroom."

"But, Jeanette, we don't have a basement!"

"Oh, I forgot,"

"How could you forget? We are going to die tomorrow, and it will be because of you!"

"Relax, Brittany. We have a basement, with a bathroom. You can just come stay with us." Alvin tried to soothe her.

"Well, that's a great offer, but we're all gonna die!"

"No we're not. Besides, the chance of a tornado of that strength actually hitting are less than 0.1%. More than likely, it either won't hit, or will be much weaker than expected." Jeanette stated.

"I still think we're gonna die," Brittany said, folding her arms across her chest.

"You shouldn't have said anything," Simon whispered into Jeanette's ear.

"I can't help that she doesn't watch the weather. And when she found out, I would've had to tranquilize her. She tends to overreact." she whispered back.

"You think?" he questioned.

She rolled her eyes and giggled.

The bell rang, and they all got up from their chairs, and grabbed their book bags. They walked to their next classes together, before splitting up into their individual classrooms. The only two who had identical schedules were Simon and Jeanette. They went to calculus, Alvin went to history, Brittany went to art, and Eleanor and Theodore went to science.

In calculus Simon and Jeanette continued to chatter about the tornado, just like everyone else in the class. Then Simon completely changed the subject.

"When do you think you're coming over? Tonight?"

"Probably, although it's practically pointless,"

"But we get to spend time together!"

"That's the only thing I'm looking forward to. I'm not looking forward to sitting in the bathroom all day, especially with Alvin and Brittany fighting one minute, and making out the next."

"I completely agree," he said

They tried to pay attention, but they already knew everything the teacher was talking about. So, they continued to talk.

"What're we going to do tomorrow?" he asked

"I'm not sure. We'll probably be too busy making sure everyone stays calm to do anything,"

"We can still talk, and kiss," he said, winking.

"Yes, we can, but I'd prefer to do that in privacy," she answered, smiling.

"We can sit in the hallway. There are no windows in there, plus we'd still have the protection from all of the plumbing."

"True," she agreed. "We'll work it out tomorrow, if that tornado hits."

"So many girls are going to get pregnant because they think it's the end of the world," he commented, snickering.

"I have a feeling one of them may be my older sister,"

"I have a feeling that the father would be my older brother,"

"I'll just have to sleep with one eye open tonight," she said, sighing.

"As will I," he agreed

He put his arm around her shoulders, and they stood quiet until the bell rang. Calculus was their last class of the day. School was finally over for the weekend. Well, for them anyway. Their siblings were still in school, but because Simon and Jeanette were considered "geniuses", their school day was shorter than the other students. They walked out of the classroom, and walked to Simon's car. He would drove her to school and back every day, even though she had a car. They drove mostly in silence, their minds wandering about the day ahead. They pulled up to Jeanette's house.

"You can come in if you want," she said, undoing her seat-belt.

"I'd love to,"

He parked the car and they both got out. Jeanette pulled her keys out of her book bag, and unlocked the front door.

"Make yourself at home," she said. She dropped her book bag on the floor, and walked into the kitchen.

"Wuld you like anything to eat or drink?" she asked, trying to be a good hostess.

"Only you," he said, kissing her passionately.

When the kiss had ended, Jeanette asked the question again.

"Seriously, do you want anything to eat or drink?"

"I already answered your question,"

"Food or liquid-wise." she said, smiling.

"No thank you,"

"Ugh, I have to pack," she said, groaning to herself. She hit her head against the wall.

"I could help you if you want,"

"No, you're my guest, and it's my job anyway,"

"I insist,"

"No, I don't need your help. But, you can keep me company while I pack."

"Sounds good," he said smiling.

She wanted to sit on the couch and relax, but it was better not to put the packing off.

"Let's go," she said.

He followed her up the stairs, and they walked into her room, which as usual, was a mess.

"I'm sorry about the mess," she apologized "It's just how I stay organized. I know where everything is when it's like this."

"I understand. It's not like you can't find anything,"

He sat down on her bed, as she dug in her closet to find her suitcase. When she finally found it, she put the necessities into it. Her usual clothes, pajamas, a brush, hair bands, etc. She then went into the bathroom, and put her toothbrush and toothpaste into the bag. Her bag was simple, and complete.

"I finished," she said to Simon, who was reading a book on her bed.

"That was fast," he commented, looking up from the book.

"Well, I'm no Brittany," she said.

They both laughed, and then Simon hopped off of the bed. He put the book back where he found it, and carried her suitcase downstairs for her. He put it next to her book bag, and then they sat on the couch together. She put the tv on, and then leaned up against him. He put his arm around her shoulders, and they sat there. The weather channel was on, and the weather girl was talking about the tornado.

"If you are living in the Los Angeles area, we are asking that you please evacuate. This tornado is going to be deadly. If you cannot evacuate, please go as far underground as you can, and stay away from windows,"

"We already know this," Jeanette commented.

"Not everyone is as smart as you are,"

"Uh, you're smarter than I am,"

"No, I'm not,"

"Yes, you are,"

He stopped the argument there by kissing her again.

"You always have the politest ways of telling me to shut up," she said.

"I love the sound of your voice. If it were up to me, you'd always be talking."

She blushed. She loved the attention he gave her.

"You always say the sweetest things to me," she said.

"You deserve it, you are truly one of the sweetest girls,"

"Awww, thank you!" she said, fighting back tears. He made her so happy. Their moment was interrupted by the sound of Alvin and Brittany's bickering. That meant school was over for the others.

"No, I do not want to sleep on the floor! Who does?" she asked him.

"Someone who is grateful for practically being saved from a tornado."

"Well, I do not want to sleep on the floor! I'd rather sleep outside in the storm!"

"Well then, why don't you do that?"

"You're a jerk!"

"You're a bitch!"

"Don't call me a bitch!"

"Don't call me a jerk!"

"Can the two of you stop fighting?" Simon asked, yelling over them.

They both turned to face him, and then turned away, walking upstairs. They continued to fight, but at a reasonably lower volume.

"I have a feeling that this is going to be a long night," Jeanette stated, before leaning into him again. He gently rubbed her shoulder, and they sat there until Theodore and Eleanor came home.

So, how was it? Amazing? Horrible? You're reviews matter. This story will be getting a lot more interesting, I promise. So please review. Thank you to all readers and reviewers! I promise, one day I will get to reviewing you're stories! I just don't have a lot of time to right now. Peace, Love and Chipmunks =P