"She's too small."
"She doesn't belong here."
"She's too weak."
This is what I hear everyday now that I'm living in an abandoned church in Brooklyn. Why I put up with these dweebs, I don't know, but I get through it everyday.
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.