"I have...Some trouble, ya' know."
I stared into his eyes, following the light purple glow they emitted.
"Expressing myself."
my head folds down, as my locks of light brown hair fall in place.
"I think I like you."
Elliot Jensen and Elliot Fintry have a lot in common. They share the same name, the same house, the same school, oh and they hate each other but, as they will quickly learn, there is a fine line between love and hate.