There is a lot you can tell from somebody's hands, like where they've been, what they have done and where they are going. I feel as if my hands have no story behind them, they are just hands that do normal hand things and sometimes naughty hand things. I mean being 19, dropped out of high school, no girl, not much of anything except my job and the car I worked years for the only thing I am really proud of actually. I have some skills but everyone tells me they won't get me far.
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.