A/N: This is my first ever DA fic, so please review and tell me what you thought. A HUGE thanks to Blue and my sister who beta'd my story and fixed lots of my mistakes and also gave me ideas when I couldn't think of any.

Chapter Two ~ PLEASE SPEAK SLOWLY, I'M BLONDE

*** Alec's POV ***

Alec looked up to see Max walking out of Jam Pony.and she was about to walk right into him.

"If you forget to take the processor to Dix this afternoon I'll kick your ass." Max said with a threatening tone.

"Nice to see you too, Maxie."

"I've gotta go, got a delivery to Sector 5." She grinned cheekily, "Say hello to Donna for me."

A wave of confusion washed over Alec. "Donna?" he inquired.

"Your girlfriend, she's in there talking to OC."

It all suddenly came flooding back, the tall, slender brunette he met at Crash about three weeks ago. Max was only toying with him. Donna wasn't really here. "Very funny Maxie."

A sincere look washed over Max's beautiful features, "I'm not kidding." She burst out laughing. "Bye Alec," she managed to say through her laughter as she rode off.

He watched her until she turned the corner. He sighed as he turned around and walked through the front doors of Jam Pony.

"Golden Boy, got a delivery to Sector 7," Normal held a package out to Alec.

Alec took the package and headed towards the lockers but stopped short when he heard Donna's familiar voice.

"I have to go to work. If you see Alec tell him I stopped in. I'll see you tonight at Crash."

Alec quickly moved out of sight and watched Donna exit the building. He walked over and opened his locker, pulled out a bag and shoved the package into it. He turned to leave, but stopped when a slender hand grabbed his arm. He frowned as he turned around and was faced with OC.

"Hey OC."

"Alec. Donna was here just before. She was looking for you."

"Oh, really?"

"Yep."

"Sorry to pass up an opportunity to engage in a fascinating conversation with you, OC. But, unfortunately I have to go, got a delivery," he said patting his bag as confirmation. He turned and walked out of Jam Pony. He sighed loudly as he got onto his bike. He looked up and searched for any sign of Donna. When he saw nothing he rode off. He wondered why she had shown up now; he hadn't seen her for almost two weeks.

*** Max's POV ***

Max turned onto Verner Avenue and slowed to a stop outside a block of slightly rundown apartments. She sighed as she got off her bike and walked through the front door. Max rode the elevator to the tenth floor. Checking the package as she walked out of the elevator, Max turned to her left and walked to the end of the hall to room 1021. Max knocked on the door, leant against the wall and listened for the sound of movement inside. When she heard someone making their way towards the door she straightened up and reached into her bag for the clipboard. She looked up as the door opened revealing none other than Tara, the blonde bimbo that had been in Alec's apartment last night. Today she was wearing skintight jeans and a top bearing the slogan 'PLEASE SPEAK SLOWLY, I'M BLONDE'. For the second time in as many days Max found herself struggling to stay composed after looking at this girls clothing.

"What do you want?" she asked in a snobby tone.

Max thrust the package into Tara's hands and handed over the clipboard, "I need a signature."

Tara took the clipboard, scribbled a signature and handed it back to Max. "Goodbye," she said pointedly.

Max turned and walked away.

She steered her bike in the direction of Jam Pony, then all of a sudden she turned and circled TC carefully before entering. She was greeted by Joshua as she rode in.

"Hey, little fella."

"Hey big fella. How are you doing?"

"Good. Come see my new painting," Joshua said excitedly. He led her over to his painting area, where several paintings are covered with sheets. He reaches out and pulls the sheet off one of the paintings; beneath it is a portrait of Max. "Max."

"Wow, Joshua. It's beautiful."

"Max is beautiful."

"Thanks Joshua," she said hugging her friend.

"Maxie, what are you doing here?" she turned abruptly at the sound of his voice.

"Just checking in. You?" she replied coolly.

"Processor." He said holding it up.