I'm James. James Johnson. Growin up in the ATL, all I ever wanted to be was the man. I wanted to get my mama out the hood, and give her all the nice things she wanted.
And that's exactly what I did. I was like the black scarface. Couldn't nobody touch me! Once I got some money In my pockets, I had everybody lookin at me. They all wanted a piece of me.
But all that slipped through my fingers 6 months later, when I got got.
This is my story, so I'm gone tell it. Up to you weather you wanna listen or not.
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.