Regret

Chapter One- She's Not A Porn Star

Isn't it strange that life could do a completely 180 in the span of a few minutes? A few seconds even. It can flip upside down in a matter of moments and leave you standing there thinking what the hell just happened. Sometimes you don't even notice it change, but by then it's too late.

Mistakes have already been made and there's nothing left to do but to deal with them head on. Change is a part of life. It's necessary for us to grow, but that didn't mean that it wasn't scary. 

The town I grew up in has changed. I didn't realise it as a child, but looking back as a seventeen year old I could see the differences between then and now. 

One moment it was a quiet town, one where rich people decided to settle down in when life in the city became too much for them to handle. Nothing happened here. There was no drama or hostility between neighbours. It was just quiet. 

Or maybe I just believed it to be like that because I was an innocent kid with no understanding on how the world works. 

 It wasn't until my mother's death that this place was put on the map. It was fire that caused my childhood home to burn down to nothing but ashes. The accident hit the headline newspapers all across the state of California, and even made it to other states across the nation. 

Other wealthy businessmen heard about this town being a great place to escape to and gradually they started moving their families over. Contractors started building houses and extensions were made on schools. 

The town was at the perfect location for those that had money. It was close enough to drive to San Fransisco and Sacramento, but also far enough that people didn't have to worry about the high crime rate and long traffic lines that the cities seemed to have. 

I was only young at the time, but even I noticed the changes on our small town taking place. 

One year I was finishing school for the summer like normal, and by the time I came back from spending the summer with my grandparents in New York, it was almost a different place. 

I was used to not having friends at school. It wasn't because I was bullied or because I was disliked by my fellow peers, it was because I didn't like the way the other children looked at me. I was the girl who's mother died in a fire, children and teachers were bound to look at me with pity in their eyes. 

I couldn't stand pity. 

So, when the first day of school rolled around again, I expected it to be as lonely as the year before. I did not expect two identical boys to ask to play in the sandpit with me with big smiles stretched across their lips as they talked in sync with one another. 

Looking back, it was a little creepy how they spoke at the same time. 

Little did I know that I would grow accustomed to their twin behaviour and that both the boys would become my closest friends. They didn't look at me like all the other children did, and that's exactly what I needed. 

Xander and Caleb Carter became the best friends I had always wanted, causing havoc everywhere they went and dragging me along with them. 

Once again, my life flipped upside down at the age of twelve. 

Xander completely distanced himself from me. I never found out why. He just decided to ignore me one day, and then one day turned into two, which ended up being years. Still staying extremely close to Caleb, he made new friends, and we were no longer known as the three musketeers.

Caleb and I remained just as close as we did before his brother decided he no longer wanted anything to do with me.

Xander is a completely different story. Although I'm constantly around their house and hanging around the same friends, we never get along. I stopped seeing him as a friend years ago, and now he was just known as my best friend's twin.