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Regrets Chapter 2

Regrets
By: Julia DeLuca

Chapter 2

Inside Alden's house, Brock took a piece of paper he was using to write down notes and, after a few seconds of folding, the paper became a paper airplane. He held it up in the air with pride, then turned his head to Alden. Alden was distracted by his history book, or at least that's what he wanted Brock to assume. The corner of Brock's sunglasses noticed two pictures, each of a different girl. One was Sharon; Brock could recognize the mid-length blonde hair and apple green eyes anywhere. The other was of Alden's current girlfriend, Marlo. Brock knew this because of the dark brown skin, short black hair with red streaks everywhere, and the light brown eyes. Brock smirked when he noticed that instead of taking notes on the Civil Rights project, Alden was writing down words on two separate columns on his sheet of paper, one side each for Marlo and Sharon.

"I never knew that Marlo and Sharon were connected to the Civil Rights movement," Brock mused, tossing his paper airplane into the trashcan.

"What?" Alden said, trying to hide the evidence by slamming his book shut. "I don't know what you're talking about, dude."

"Sure you don't," Brock teased, pulling a sheet of paper from his pocket.

Alden looked at his best friend with an annoyed glance, then re- opened his history book and a fresh sheet of paper. When he stowed the pictures and other sheet away, quickly so Brock couldn't taunt him again, he noticed Brock uncrumpling the sheet of paper he previously had in his jeans pocket.

"Wonder who wrote these?" Brock asked teasingly. "Whoever wrote this is a great poet, who's in a lot of heartache. I only read a little bit of the lyrics so far, but from what I can see, the speaker realizes he was being stupid in letting this beautiful woman go. Now he thinks it's too late to make up for past doings."

"GIVE ME THAT!" Alden shrieked, yanking the paper from Brock's hand. "Where the hell did you get that? You'd better not had taken it from my po- -"

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