I reached the door and slid it open. I stepped out into the wooden platform and stood still in the cool air. I closed my eyes for a second, taking in the presence of the woods and feeling the cool breeze of the night blow through my loose hair. I stood there, taking deep breaths. In, out. In, out.
"Hello?" I heard a deep, startling voice, interrupt.
I opened my eyes.
It was the green-eyed jock from the driveway earlier. His eyes were shining brighter than they were before as he stood there, looking at me, beneath the starry sky.
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.