Crossing Enemy Lines

I absolutely despise Wesley Di Sante.

It's not like I can say much for him, it's a vice versa thing.

From the ages of four to now years old, we've been nothing but enemies to each other.

Which is strange because our parents were the best of friends since High School.

He was the reason I was losing my sanity and I was the reason he would one day lose his testicles when said sanity has left.

I guess seeing him everyday kind of made me want to punch him in the face.

Where he would annoy me everyday, I would step on his toes.

Where I annoyed him, he would set my stuff on fire.

He would snitch on me when I was caught lying.

I would snitch on him when he was caught sneaking in late.

And there was always plenty of that when a camera is all you need to have blackmail.

Unfortunately again, it's a vice versa thing.

But it just so happened that when both of our patience run low, trouble runs high, especially messy.

Now I'm stuck with a guy who makes my life a living hell on a regular basis to a new much closer basis.

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Chance 'clumsy' Safire and Wesley Di Sante did not get along whatsoever and everyone knew that.

Unfortunately they were two peas in a pod that just wasn't their choice.

Wesley hated the prim perfect persona girl that he knows Chance tries to be.

Chance hated the guy next door that seemed to have no manners, or any respect for her or her things.

Just when things couldn't get any better, both parties get involved in a little mishap at school and let's just say, it's literally a mess.

Now over the course of the year, they both have to spend more time together, detention, volunteer work.

Both must survive from each other's quips and insults whilst helping others.

Now it's time for them to cross enemy lines, and finding out just how thin the line between love and hate really is.