Alone in a world with 7 billion people, leaving behind all my friends in a city nobody's ever heard about to move to a city of stars on the west coast. Recovering from being abused by a parent, recovering from self harm, and no friends. At least that's what I thought. Going into your senior year of high school not knowing anyone is hard, but as I walk into first hour I recognize a face, I can't figure out how I know him. I just know I've seen him, the recognition is faint. You can tell I'm not from California, everyone stares at me as I walk in. As the morning bell rings I take a seat in the back so I can be alone. I was never good at making friends and it's no easier here. I just want my mom to hug me and tell me everything will be alright, but she can't. That's why I'm here to begin with.
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.