"How'd you find me??" I say feeling distressed
He looks down then finally looks at me and hands me the flower.
"A flower stolen from the school? You shouldn't have." I say smirking.
"Listen I'm sorry."
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.