Outgoing: Chapter 13

OUTGOING:
A SIMONETTE FANFICTION
I DON'T OWN THE CHIPMUNKS, OR ANYTHING TO DO WITH THEM.
Chapter 13: The Beginning of the end:
"We're trés (very) sorry Madamioselle Jeanette, but we cannot have you as our spokes model." Richard, who was the French man at her audition, said to her over the phone.
"Alright, that's fine," Jeanette said calmly. All night she had told herself that she wasn't good enough to get to be in commercial so it wasn't hard to hear it from Richard, "But may I at least ask why I wasn't chosen?"
"Mademoiselle, you had a wig, you can't have faux hair and be a hair-care product's spokes person. And I thought you were the smart one." The French man said sadly with a little laugh.
French class really paid off for Jeanette, because she just exploded and started to speak rapid French, "Qu'est-ce? Maintentant, vous m'écouter buster, mes Cheveux sont à cent pour cent vrai! Où avez-vous entendu un tel mensonge?" (What? Now you listen to me buster, my hair is one hundred percent real! Where did you hear such a lie?)
"Madamioselle, être calme, s'il vous plait!" (Miss, be calm, please!) Richard begged into the receiver, but Jeanette insisted he tell her.
"Qui dit cela?" (Who said that?) Jeanette said angrily.
"Votre sœur, Brittany Miller." (Your sister) Richard finally said as Jeanette hung up and slammed the phone onto the table.
Jeanette wanted to cream, but she didn't get the chance to because right at that moment Simon trudged in and slammed the door right in Alvin's face. "Simon!" Jeanette said, almost in tears, she was just about to tell him what had just happened with Brittany, but when she hugged him she felt him tighten muscles and knew he was ready to punch someone. "What's wrong."
"I was fired!" Simon said loudly, which caught Dave's attention, "Alvin was sitting on a stool behind me quietly, and everything seemed fine, then I was mixing some different formulas up that I thought might work to cure my cancer samples. Out of the thirty-five I had thought of I wasn't sure which I was on anymore, but I figure I could just check the make-up of it later." Simon said as Dave walked in so silently that no one noticed that he had joined the party, "Finally one just whipped away the cancer so obviously I went to go tell Dr. Lang about what I had done and to have him put it on a twenty-four hour watch to see if the cancer came back obviously. And when we came back there were pieces of what used to be test tubes and beakers all over the counter and the cancer had become at least thirty times the size it originally was!." Simon said as he took Jeanette's hand for comfort, so she knew the worst part was yet to come, "Then Dr. Lang asked if this was some kind of high school prank, but before I could even try to explain he had security escort us from the premises. We headed to the bus stop and Alvin says 'Sorry Simon, honest, I was just trying to get a better look at it!' It's not even possible to make that much of a mess just looking!"
Jeanette hugged Simon and whispered to him, "It'll be alright, I know how you feel, my day hasn't been the best either. I'll explain later. Let's just go for a walk; that might make us both feel better." She grabbed his hands and pulled him up. "We're going for a walk." Jeanette said to Dave as they passed him.