I'm just a teenager who deals with mental and physical turmoil both at school and home. Please don't think of me differently because of this. I don't want anyone's pity. I don't need your help either. I have my own escape like weak prey have their escape from a strong predator. Reading is my escape. Reading is my comfort, my consolation, my stimulant of choice: reading for the pure pleasure of it, for the beautiful stillness that surrounds you when you hear an author's words reverberating in your head. Through books, I can be whoever I want. I could fall in love with the handsome prince, travel to exotic places, and take the leap that almost always has a happy ending.
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.