It was my first year of college, and my relationships were short. They would all come and go and come and go. It was non-stop breakups , and non-stop new relationships. I didn't mind, as long as I had a man, I was fine. I guess you could call me a "Naughty Girl" but I wasn't THAT bad.. Any who, at one point of college, I met someone. He wasn't like the others, he actually cared. I had soon started to actually like him, not like " oh, your cute." like him. I liked him from deep down, in my heart. He got along with my parents, and we went to restaurants a lot. Then, one day out of nowhere, I see him with another girl.
He was kissing her against his grey Honda. I quickly stomp up to them, and before I could say anything. He stops kissing her, and puts his finger against my mouth, and shushes me. He catches his breath and says " Sorry Ella, were done." And smiles! Him and his new girlfriend hop in his car and leave me there, standing in silence as I slowly tear up. From then on out I promised myself to never date someone again, so I would never have to feel the pain of losing true love.
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.