Was there ever a time you just couldn't stand someone for always being there for you, helping you, and making you feel like the happiest person in the universe?
Nope, okay I'll shut the hell up because none of that would make me sick either. Why? Maybe, it's because my life is the exact opposite. If you want to keep sticking your face onto my business that alright because I'm here for you and out here for me. Isn't that right?
Anyways, my name is Eleanor Drew. Quite catchy, huh? I have a younger brother name Ezra, he's a total A for annoying. I'm sixteen and he's two years younger than me.
Enough of the lame conversation, I go to Wilton High the baddest of them all. You know we have the goths, nerds, cheerleaders, jocks, and just a normal student like me wondering around. This school is my life "what goes out, remains until." And no the 'w' isn't capitalized, a jock who never liked to capitalized letters wrote it and it's been with us since
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.