"I can't find my way out. So I gotta find my way around down here."
Diego is paraplegic and has been paraplegic for no more than four months. He's had depression for seven years. He hasn't been to school in four months. He hasn't really left his bed much in four months. He figures that four months from now, he'll feel the same.
His mom is an alcoholic, something she blames on her family and bloodlines. She's been told she has narcissistic personality disorder at least twelve times, and refuses to admit it. The doctors gave up, because what can you do with a narcissistic?
His dad left one month after Diego's accident, taking Diego's brother with him. Diego's mom insisted that she'd get better, and so they moved to America -- new continent, new future, where nobody knew them, and they could fix themselves alone.
But at some point, you have to realise not everything needs fixing.
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.