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Chapter 2: Our Rival?

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Sorceress: Shessh, I got one of the rudest reviews...

Max: What was it?

Sorceress: It was how its the '20th century' and I can force ppl to marry in the story.

Max: I've seen those bunches of times in this time, well in other stories....

Sorceress: I know, that's where I got the idea from.

Logan: It sounds good to some other people, so why care what one person thinks?

Max: Yea, I'm wit him.

Sorceress: ::mumbles:: I'm sure you want to be wit him in other ways......

Max: What was that?

Sorceress: Ohh, hehe, nothing

Max: I thought so....

Sorceress: OK, so I do this *my* way, so if u wanna read it then go ahead, I wanted to do something
that wasn't done for DA.
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~Max's POV~

I can't believe Gramps is doing this? Maybe this is a setup ... but why? I mean, he has been
taunting me to get married and give him great-grand kids. God, why me?

I reached for my coat and looked at the clock, '11:43.' Cindy is not going to glad. She's
been harping on me for working overtime. Oh, Cindy is my room mate. We've been friends since
we were kids. Before I left I closed the door and looked at the empty desk that belongs to my assistant.

I reached for my cell phone while I went towards my car. Ah...one of my babies. A 2002
silver viper. The other was my bike. I craved a coffee so bad, but I can't drink it strait up black, its just
too nasty. So I stopped at a little cafe on the Blvd.(Im doing this fic in Philadelphia, since I live there,
it'll be easier then to make up streets) While I was waiting for my table I noticed a guy just standing there.
Not many *sober* people were here, usually we come here this late if were drunk and have the munches.

He was taller then me, that was for sure. He had the OK eyes, sandy blonde hair.

I walked over to him, I was bored, and kinda cute. I felt like flirting. "Hello, and what reason
would you have to be in a place like this?"

He turned his attention to me. " I was coming here to get a cup of coffee, and maybe a bite
to eat."He had a nice little smile. He looked as tired as I was.

A waiter came over and he held out his hand. "Maybe we could get better aquatinted?" I nodded
and we went to a small booth near the window facing the road. Another couple of minutes someone came
and asked what we wanted to drink, and placed a menu in front of each of us.

"So....are you from around here?" I asked him.

"Well, not really, I was raised in NJ. What about you?"

"I'm a what ya called a mixed. My father was from here, and my mother was from Rico, so I was
raised in both places, here during school, and summer there. I love it here though."(AN:PHILLY RULES)

"OK, nice to meet you. I'm Steven, and my friends call me Sketch. Its a long story." He gave
a little chuckle.

"I'm just Max, thank you. Even though my nickname was 'Ms. Temptress', God where do they
get these names?" I laughed. We kept talking, and found out we both knew Cindy.(in not gonna use
Original, cause this is an Alt. Fic) About an hour later we both left and I went home.

I turned on the radio and turned to Q102. It was one of those commercials, but I kept it on
anyway. "Q102, Philly's number one hit music station" It kept repeating that between mix's of songs. Ya
know, when they give samples of the song. I know most of these by heart, God I listen to this too many
times. (AN: I have too, Q102 is the best) When I got home I saw a very mad Cindy there.

"And pray tell where were you?" She sounded *very* tired.

"I went to go get a cup of coffee. And I bummed into one of your old friends." I could see her start
to wake up, and I knew I was in for a chat, probably lasting for 3 to 4 hours.

"Like who? The boogie man?"

"No, he said you guys called him Sketch." I saw her face just look like it, like, she was going
to burst out laughing.

"Your kidding me?"

"Nope."

"Well, tell me tomorrow, you gotta go to bed. Your father called. He said for you to meet him
tomorrow. He said something about a family named Cale? Well, you thought we were going to have one of
our little 'chat's?" I blushed, she knows me too well. I said my good-bye's and left to go to bed.

~*Next Day*~

~Logan's Pov~

I walked into my house and I found my mother and father sitting there. I had a feeling something would
come up. It's been a little bit since my grandfather had died, and I guess if I want what I worked for I have
to do this. I mean that fox of a devil, he thought since I would do anything to keep this company, he tested
me. And sure enough it worked, he wanted my parents to have grandchildren of their own I guess, but he
also wanted a great-grand child of his own to call, I guess that is too late.

"Hello Logan." My mother greeted me.

"Hiya Mom. What brings you and dad up here?"

"It's about your grandfather's will." When isn't it about that damn thing?

"What this time?"

"We found the other who you will marry." What?

"And just who might that be?"

"Ever hear of Lydecker Inc.?"

"Yes, that would be our rivals....." What were they getting at? Is this some sort of sick joke?

"Well, you know of Max Lydecker? 'Cause that is going to be your bride."

They are nuts, out of their minds. I fought with them for a number of years now for sales and most of
the time have always beat me to it. I will not marry that bitch for anything, she's probably a spoiled little girl who has
her daddy do most of the work then she take'd the credit. I can't stand those sort of people. If you want the credit,
make it your own.

I took a sigh then looked back at my parents. "You know that I'm not liking this."

My mother halfway smiled and said "We know, but it was in your grandfathers will. And it did say
within two years of his death, if you weren't married that the company would be given to Donald Cale. A good
friend of his. So either way our company would be part of Lydecker Inc., but at least this way half is yours and half
would be hers." My mother always had a knack for bringing out the truth.

"Fine, when am I to meet her? At least let me know who I'm marring." I still don't like this.

"We are all meeting later today with their family, at Donald Cale's house."

At least I have some time to be a free man, not that much, but a little.
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Sorceress: Well that part is done, finally

Max: Hmm, at least I wont be getting any attacks in this story.

Sorceress: See an upside to an Alt.

Logan: I can think of anther one.

Sorceress: There are a lot of them, just kool it. So.....any idea's for the next chapter?

Logan: (raises hand)

Sorceress: yes.....

Logan: nevermind....

Sorceress: Sheesh......

(Everyone hears a knocking sound)

Not another one...

(walks over to the door and opens it)

Hello?

(Duo walks through the door.)

Duo:Hiya sista, I needed to know if you fixed my gundam?

Sorceress:(sweatdrops) NO I HAVENT AND THIS ISN'T THE TIME NOR PLACE!

Duo: Ok, ok. Ya don't need to have to yell. And where is that sexy Goddess of mine. (giggles)

Sorceress: Even though she is my bestfriend...I, AM, NOT HER SECRETARY! OK?

Duo: OK, we know what time of the month it is, don't we everyone?

Sorceress: Zero System!

Duo: Yipes, gotta go. (runs out the door)

Max: Who was that?

Sorceress: I don't know what that is, I tried figuring that out already.�

Chapter 3