"I've written, and written, and written, but each time the story didn't feel quite right. I wasn't sure why, but now I think I've got it. I didn't have anything pushing me to write it, there was no motive, no drive. The experiences that I was coming up with weren't real enough to me, the characters weren't speaking to me like they used to.
So this is a story, parts of it are true. The parts that are true, are going to be the ones that you believe are false. I wish they were too. However, I'm not writing this story to expose those that broke me in so many places. I'm writing this story to educate another. In the hopes that this story will one day reach out and blanket the heart of a girl that needs it as much as I need to write it. I didn't have anything like this to blanket me, to make me feel like things would eventually stop hurting so badly, so here is my story. I hope it helps. Xx. - Teagan."
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.