After a long weary walk I decided to pull out my phone to check the time, not realizing I was walking in the middle of the road. Suddenly, I heard a loud car horn and immediatley fell to the ground and landed on my back. I looked down and tried to replay what just happened until I heard a loud car door open and slam shut. I glanced up and saw a tall muscular man walk toward me, he looked mad-really mad. I picked myself up and suddenly I was face-to-face with him. I stared into his dark green mesmerizing eyes. A few strands of his dark curly brown hair was plastered across his face.
"WHAT THE HELL! WATCH WHERE YOU'RE GOING!" he yelled snapping me right out my thoughts. I couldn't say anything, I was too shocked at what just happened. How could I be so careless? Suddenly I realized that I fell on my back-and my phone was in my back-pocket. Quickly, I reached in my back pocket.
"ARE YOU EVEN LISTENING TO ME?!" he shouted. Not paying attention, I slid out my phone and realized it was broken. I looked up at him and anger rushed through me.
"YOU BROKE MY PHONE, YOU JERK!" I yelled. He looked a little taken-aback until a giant smirk made its way on his face. Is he seriously smirking?! This idiot just broke my phone and he's smirking?
"WHAT'S YOUR PROBLEM YOU BROKE MY PHONE AND YOU'RE SMIRKING! WHAT KIND OF A SICK JERK ARE YOU?!" Suddenly I felt him step closer. What the hell? I stepped back as he kept continuing to come closer. I was confused. What the hell was he doing? I kept stepping backwards until i felt my back coming in contact with a parked car. I was cornered. Crap
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.