No Regrets

This was based on an idea posted by IlovetowriteSMP SFF and I decided to interpret it and make yet another Spixie piece. Before I go on I feel I need to explain my little AU verse to you. Damian was Ryan Chamberlain's son with an un named woman whose last name was Spinelli. When he was twelve his mother died of cancer and they found out about Kevin. Livvie is existent in this verse but Sam and Georgie are not...any other questions feel free to ask. I so don't own GH just my whacked out AU ideas.

Four Years, four long painstaking years since she returned to the town she grew up in. And yet here she was standing outside of the lighthouse looking at the perfect calligraphy stamped on the white piece of Cardboard in her hand announcing the wedding of Damian Millhouse Spinelli to Nadine Rae Crowell. She couldn't believe he would find someone, get married at the age of twenty two it just couldn't be happening.

She placed the invite into her black clutch and took a deep breath sneaking over to where the ceremony was being held without trying to be recognized. It was then she spotted him stepping out of the house and under the arch of white and pink roses.

The years were good to him. His dark hair was still unruly but not so much that you couldn't see his eyes and man had she loved his eyes.

She let out a deep sigh as she closed her own eyes thinking back to a time which seemed like a lifetime ago.

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They had known each other for three years now ever since his Uncle and her step father introduced them to each other at a fourth of July Barbeque. He was a bit awkward but then again so was she.

She was sitting down on the steps of the lighthouse allowing the last rays of the summer sun fall on her bare shoulders. It was the start of her freshman year and Maxie was scared to death.

The clicking of heels sounded from behind her as she looked into the dark eyes of Damian's cousin Olivia. She was a senior that year and was an exquisite looking brunette.

"Hey Maxie," she said with a bit of annoyance in her voice.

"Hey Livvie," Maxie said, "Is Damian up yet."

"Yes, just barely though."

It was in that moment that he exited the house his brown hair disheveled like he had just gotten out of bed while he was dressed in a pair of plaid shorts and an orange t-shirt.

Maxie smiled at him as Livvie rolled her eyes.

"How do I look?"

"You look..."

There were no words that could describe his look. He was messy and unkempt but utterly adorable at the same time.

"You look good Mian just..."

She began to fix his hair as Livvie headed toward her car.

"Ok losers if you see me in halls you don't know me."

They just nodded and watched the brunette queen B leave.

"So Mian are you ready for the first day of the rest of our lives."

"You sound like we are going to walk into Port Charles High and poof turn into new people."

"It did sound like that didn't it?"

He nodded as she placed her arm around him.

"Don't worry; we'll be Max and Mian best friends forever."

She gave him a hug as Damian's uncle Kevin stepped out of the house.

Kevin Collins was Damian's birth father's twin brother who upon hearing that Damian's mother had died when the young man was twelve had taken him in and became his legal guardian.

"So Kids ready for the first day of school."

"Uncle Kevin Maxie and I are not kids."

Kevin smiled and directed them to a small tree in the front of the school and prompted them to take a picture.

"Say Cheese."

"Cheese," the two of them said striking a pose before he snapped a picture of the two of them.

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She reached into the clutch and pulled out a warn photograph from that faithful day. It really was the first day of the rest of their lives as she would later figure out.

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"So," Maxie said leaning against his locker guess what.

"What," he said looking at her.

They had been at Port Charles High now for a couple of months now and they had defiantly changed, well at least Maxie had. She seemed to be growing out of her awkward phase, her braces had been removed and her skin was clearing up and really beginning to notice this, he was beginning to notice this.

She twirled a loose piece of her blonde hair and grinned with her perfect teeth.

"I over heard from one of the girls in my gym class that the list of freshman writers for the school paper were listed and I have it on high authority your name is on it."

"Seriously me, really."

"Don't sell yourself short Mian, you're a brilliant writer."

He blushed a bit as he smiled at her.

"Anyway there is more news."

"What else."

"I got a date to the fall ball can you believe it."

"It's not too far fetched I mean you are beautiful and any guy would be lucky to have a girl like you. Me on the other hand am in a perpetual awkward state."

"You'll grow out of it, girls just mature faster then guys, and besides who knows maybe you'll meet some new friend on the paper and forget all about me."

"Not a chance."

He placed his arm around her as they headed out of the school.

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She scanned the crowd and spotted the man who was her date to that first High School dance of hers. Milo Giambetti, he was a sophomore at the time and the captain of the JV Lax team who was now working at ELQ and looking as dreamy as he did back then. But it was never Milo even though they did date for a few months and he later became a close friend of hers no it would always and forever be Damian Spinelli and she had to stop this wedding at any cost.

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TBC