My mother often said that the mistakes you make always come right back around to you. And that moment that I woke up to Eli Williams I knew that if I didn't get out of this truck this mistake would either come back to me or stay with me throughout the rest of my high school career. So what did I do, I ran of course, I ran out of the stupid parking lot, past the field with scattered drunken bodies everywhere. I ran all the way home at 5am with my hair falling all over my face and my eyeliner across my arms, ruined lipstick and scattered hickies across my neck and chest. Going to that party was a stupid choice, and I knew it as soon as I crawled out of my window with my red lipstick, winged eyeliner and a dress so short my grandma would have a stroke if she saw it.
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.