"She was September. A mystery of something in and of itself that lingered between two seasons- quiet and fleeting.
He was January. Bold, new and wonderful. The kind of boy with a resolution of goals but no expectations.
She loved black coffee, cable knit sweaters, and chemistry.
He loved soccer, sweatshirts, and Shakespeare.
"You know, opposites attract," she once told him. "There's a science in that."He took their hands and entwined his fingers in hers.
"That maybe so.
But I don't need science to know that we were made for each other."
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.