Others only saw her as a 19 year old girl with dirty blonde hair, eyes as dark as the night itself and a jawline to kill for. But I could see past her looks. There was something that made me want to get to know her better.
She didn't seem as the type that has a lot of friends who are girls or a lot of friends at all.
But from what I could tell, she seemed lost. Lost in her own thoughts and daydreams.
Kinda like me, I never felt like I belonged, like I fit in. Don't get me wrong,
school wasn't that bad overall but I could never seem to find that one place that suited me, where I would think to myself "This is it. This is where I should be."
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.