"Eliza Haines and Brandon Hearst," the teacher interrupts my thoughts when she calls my name.
You have got to be kidding me. That's my first thought. I guess a lot of girls would feel lucky to be paired with the guy that they have liked for the past three years of their life. Not me. I can feel my heart racing, and not in a good way. I don't have time for stupid things like crushes. High school romance is a sham. It's fake, and cliché and unnecessary. I have too much planned for my life to get distracted by this kind of stuff. And besides, the feelings are not in any way, shape, or form reciprocated by him.
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Eliza Haines has big plans for her life. She is heading to New York after her high school graduation, doing everything in her power to assure her a spot in NYU, and is going to be a filmaker. But other than her dreams and ambitions, and her ability to take a good photo, she's just normal-- average. And that terrifies her. She doesn't want to be stuck in a little town in Ohio for the rest of her life. She wants to make something of herself.
Then there's Brandon Hearst. He's average, too, but he doesn't mind it nearly as much. And his plans for the future aren't nearly as clear as Eliza's. He can't figure out what to with his life, and the fact that this is his last year of high school really limits his time to figure it out.
Eliza and Brandon are forced together because of an assignment in their advanced English course, and they are both freaking out because of it. Eliza is worried about having the boy she likes, but who doesn't even know her, as a partner. And Brandon is surprised by the feelings he never thought he would have towards her.
Between a few really personal questions, an essay, and lots of trips to the coffe shop, Brandon and Eliza might just figure out that they would be really good together. Once again, a thought that terrifies both of them.
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.