"Mate." He breathed. My eyes widened as I took a couple steps back. This probably wasn't the right thing to do because immediately a growl erupted from his chest. He was big, really big. Not in a fat way but in a muscular way. I was thin and 5 feet tall. I must have looked like I was going to blow away in the wind compared to him.
His jaw was strong, with a bit of stubble growing on it. He had strong defined eyebrows and stunning green eyes. Unlike mine, they were a dark green. I sniffed the air again, suddenly horrified.
"You're-e, you're a a rogue." I spit out. A smirk appeared on his lips.
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.