I'd woken up late, showed up to school looking like shit and had an awkward run in the annoyingly hot new kid, Aiden . That's how my 17th birthday started and right when I thought it couldn't get any worse, I find a picture my deceased mother left me as a present. A picture of me with that Aiden, a boy I'd only just met, in a place I'd never been to, looking like a tribute to the 80's. "Impossible" I thought and I'm willing to bet you're thinking the same. But we're both wrong, it's VERY possible. My mother's last message to me was "Save yourself" but I don't know how. Considering how this new kid and I are getting along though, I don't think I have a choice.
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.