Her eyes were cold. Coldest than anything I've ever seen. She was labyrinth of secrets and I want to explore her but I am unable to do so. I, Xavier Hunter,who was thought to be good at judging personalities, am not so confident at that anymore after meeting her or was that a MEETING ? I'm not sure nor at least in her matters any more ...
EXTRACTION:
" Jay?" My hands clenched into fists. 'How many times I have to told you Noah not to call me that ever again. I am Xavier, Xay , Xav but not Jay".
"Then why didn't you react the same way when she called you that Xav?"
He was right. But he didn't know that I don't know it my own self. I don't know what she is doing to me. Infact I definately don't want to know. But something in her coldest and blackest eyes compelled me to explore her.
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.