Atticus Robinson; a seventeen year old Danish. She was born and raised in Denmark, planning to stay there her whole life. Then, war broke out. Denmark and Hungary went to war after a peace treaty which brought them together had failed. The Robinson's were broken apart as the first bomb dropped not far from their village. The terrified girl and her younger brother panicked as they tried running. Never did they ever see their parents. Soon enough, the military of Denmark were on the street, patrolling people off and demolishing all Hungarians that came their way. Poor Atticus found herself in a crowd of people with her brother in front of her, clinging to her coat. They were soon split apart by the soldier who were organizing the men and women. Robinson stood on the other side of the barricade, watching her six year old from a distance. A few rounds were fired which made her flinch and turn away. When she looked to see what happened, she found her brother on the ground with blood gushing slowly from his head. Immediately she ran to the border of the country, having escaped the hell hole. From there, she got onto a ship that sailed to North America. Will she ever return to her home country or find her happiness?
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.