Madison. She looked at me and she knew. This bruise on my face wasn't an accident. But all I could do was shrug and give a little laugh. Anything to avoid crying in front of this girl. In front of this class.
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.