When I was younger the sight of my brother made me feel safe, now that my brother is in college, I have to put up with the bullies at my high school. Everyday, I fear that once I walk out the school doors, I'll wake up hours later, just lying cold on the sidewalk. I don't have any friends, everyone is too scared that they're get beat up along with me.
At the end of the hallway there was a guy, a guy with his fists clenched and back against the lockers. He kept staring at me. That guy's name is Damon.
The bell rang and that meant that school was over for the day. I quickly grabbed my tote backpack and started to walk towards the door. Just as I was about to make a dash out the door Damon walked over to me. He pinned me up against the brick wall. I closed my eyes in fear, but surprisingly I wasn't in pain. "Hey there Keira," he said with a smirk. I took a deep breath, "...Hi." He chuckled. "Come on, no need to fear me." That was a lie, every time I see him I end up coughing blood.
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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.