I'M REWRITTING/REMODELING MOST PARTS OF THIS STORY AND UPDATING.
"Do you even know what you're doing?" West asked nervously and impatiently.
"Yes, even though this isn't apart of the plan. We're just testing the waters a bit, just to see what we're dealing with" I say.
"Hey that guy in there is saying he's not leaving" Gene walked in saying.
"What the hell does he think this is!? A fucking fire drill?? Tell him to get his ass out here" West yelled out.
At this very moment Gene reminded me of someone.
His lean built, light colored hair, and unexpected antics.
"Great, four psychopath's is just what I needed today. If I'm not going to jail after this shit I'm a lucky bastard." West blurted, talking outside of his head.
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.