It had been almost a week since Dave and Miss Miller were set up on their impromptu date. The kids already noticed a change in Dave. His demeanor seemed more pleasant. He was smiling all the time and singing to himself. Not once since he started seeing Miss Miller did he yell, “Alvin!”

“Life is sweet,” Alvin said to Brittany as they entered the school building.

How is that?” she asked, as they were walking down the hall together.

“Well, Dave’s happy, and he hasn’t been home one night this week.. Plus he hasn’t yelled at me once.”

“I noticed,” she said, giggling. “Even after you caused that grease fire in the kitchen. I keep telling you to leave the cooking to Theodore and Eleanor.”

“Hey, that could happen to anybody,” he said, trying to rationalize his behavior.

“But why does it seem to always happen to you?” Brittany asked him.

“Just lucky, I guess.”

“Hey, Brittany, Alvin,” Sally said, excitedly approaching the couple. “Have you heard?”

“What?” Brittany inquired as Sally handed her a flier.

“The school dance,” she said with a squeal. “It’s going to be so exciting. Mitchel Townsend just asked me.” She was practically jumping up and down.

“That’s great,” Brittany said, looking over at Alvin.

“So I guess you two will be going together,” Sally said, once she calmed down a little.

“Who else would Brittany go with,” Alvin said, putting an arm around her. “So I guess I’ll give her a break.”

She looked at him defiantly, offended by his last remark.

“Hey, Mister,” she said, pushing his arm away. “Do you really think that no one else would go with me?” She walked off with Sally. “He can be such a jerk sometimes.”

Alvin just stood there stunned. Brittany was more temperamental than most girls, but still he couldn’t understand what it was he did wrong.

“Hey, Alvin,” Jeanette said, coming up to him. “What’s going on? Brittany looks so steamed.” He said nothing. For once he was speechless, just standing there with his mouth wide open. “What did you do, now?” she asked, almost shouting at him.