*Flashback*
It was a pretty boring night as usual. I could hear my brothers friends yelling in our backyard, rolling my eyes I pull the pillow over my head. Ugh him and his parties, if only our parents found out man he'd be screwed. But my parents of course think he's the perfect son...whatever.
*Knock knock*
Confused I open the door and there marches Pete.
"Uh hey Pete?"
"Hey Mary." He said it so casually did he forget he just marched in my room?
"Whatcha doin here?" Running his fingers through his hair, "uh yeah. Well I got dared Mary." Watching him he comes towards me quite quickly. "Woa Pete personal space. What was the dare." His face started to flush red, "it was to get you high and something else."
Shocked, "wait to get me high?"
"Erm yeah so will you....please if I don't do this then I have to do something worse than this. Please Mary?"
Sighing, "fine."
I see him pull out the weed and some thing that im guessing you puff from it.
He lit it up and told me to inhale it.
I did so. I couldn't feel anything. Taking a few more hits I started feeling woozy and confused. I started giggling out of my mind and just fell back on the floor.
For some reason Pete was hovering over me, "I'm sorry Mary." Giving him a confused look I suddenly felt lips pressed against mine. Shocked I shoved him off me and also heard footsteps retreating down stairs.
Crap did someone see?
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.