AMINA
There is a moment in my life, that triggers a pinch of feeling to run away. As fast as I could to leave everything and everyone behind. Well, at least that's how I feel lately. If two years is considered as 'lately'.
Age 17 shouldn't be this hard and lonely, is it?
So what, if I have only one friend to talk to in class? So what, if I have to do a part-time job after school to earn extra money? So what, If my parents didn't stay under the same roof and I have to cut myself in half every weekend? So what, if I stare at crooked ceilings more than I scroll my phone in this technology dependence century?
I was destined to be doomed.
"Yes Haris. See you at Krabi Airport." - SENT
HARIS
My smile broadens as I read the text. Three months of being someone's friend finally paid off. But I am not even surprised. Most of the things in my life have been followed just according to my plan.
Sounds a bit cocky. But is it my fault that I was born silver spoon and unceasing luck? I have my share of pain. But no one knows that. No one has to know that. Not everything is meant for every other's eyes.
SEF
Being eyed, followed and judged. As a famous pop band singer who grabbed all the opportunities offered by the small industry in this country, if I want to talk about being eyed in life; no one knows it better than me.
To look on the bright side, I have a life that I never imagine before. The money is abundant. The fame is fantastic to behold. Sometimes it is sickening, but not yet to hold me down. I live as a king without the royalty title.
Being praised, credited, and looked up to. Could I ever ask for more?
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.