Feigning innocence shouldn't be easy. I'm not talking about the "No Mommy, I didn't take that cookie!" or the "Of course I would never cheat on you, Sweetie."
What I'm talking about is so much worse.
How is it that one person can be so loved, so incredibly desired, when their entire being is a façade? It's disgusting.
Of course, with what I do, nothing should surprise me. I identify the cheaters, the fakers, the all around idiots who think that they'll never get caught. Why? Well, in-between classes and studies, a boy's got to do something with his time.
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.