I run to see a girl on the floor. Eyes closed, curly brown hair and clothes engulfed in the sand and not moving.
Dead.
I move on top of her not knowing what to do I start to panic.
Dead.
I breathe deeply to calm myself, as I move closer, her eyes pop open.
Not...Dead?
Her eyes stare at mine for what feels like the longest time, big and hazel, they seemed lost in my green ones befor-
"Fuck," I groan as she hits her head with mine, looking terrified she slides away from me and takes off running.
"HEY, COME BACK," I shouted after her, but it didn't seem to faze her. If it wasn't my imagination, she seemed to be sprinting faster, away from me, as she disappeared into the darkness.
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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.