*This will be my first 'real' story. I deleted the others because they were no good xD. But here's a more personal one.*
After ages of waiting, drop after drop, watching those small pieces of purity splatter on the sink bottom, class finally ends. Now i face lunch, of course my best friend is there, almost my only friend. I know she'll ask me if im ok. She does every day. And i always answer a simple, "I'm fine."
We both know I'm lying. But she never pushes. I like it like that.
And i don't like many things.
But this day, this day is when i will tell you. Tell you me.
Me and my story, a little floating light.
Light a Firefly...
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.