Oh, how many times, I sit here, wondering what we forgot. you forgot me, I forgot you, but we forgot us. I look at you wondering what's the truth when comes from you, from your lips. The truth, The lies, our secrets.
By Elena
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.