Dear diary,
I'm not a superhero. I don't have superpowers. I can't throw cars, or set bushes on fire from long distances. I can't make girls swoon, and thwart bad guys and save lives. But I have you, diary, so I don't need to be a superhero. I can tell you all my deepest secrets, while I keep my guard up. I can tell people lies, and do magic tricks to remain the person they think I am.
But I have you, diary. I can be truthful to you.
And this is me. With no lies, or anything like that. This is not a ruse. This is just me, writing to you.
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.