What great love story doesn't start with two people that absolutely hate each other?



Meet Elijah Quinn. Quiet, composed, and mostly just keeps to himself - your definition of a typical high school nerd. He comes from a financially well-endowed family, to say the least. Always the top achiever in class, he keeps interactions with others to a bare minimum, if not at all, and is completely oblivious to the fact that many girls lust after him.

Now meet Lucas Kim. Your typical high school playboy. He is well aware of the long line of people waiting to get a turn with him and wears that fact with pride. He is usually seen with a group of loud and rowdy boys who walk around like they own the place. He is known to have slept with pretty much all the girls in school.

Two very stereotypical-sounding people in a very stereotypical school setting.

Or so you would think.

Opposites Attract, they said

Lucas turned the knob of the door as slowly and carefully as possible, knowing how light a sleeper his boyfriend was. Biting his lip, he slowly opened the door just enough for him to slip in. Once he stood at the edge of Elijah's bed, where the latter was sound asleep under the covers, he counted in his head. 


He jumped onto the bed over his boyfriend, peppering little kisses all over his face, while the other woke up in shock at the sudden impact. 


"What the- Lucas!" He groaned, trying to push the other off of him but failing miserably, "Get off me!" 


"Hm... nah. I don't want to," Lucas teased, resting his entire body weight on the struggling boy under him. 


"No seriously, I can’t fucking breathe!" 


"Take your so-called 'love' and shove it up your ass!" 


Twenty Seven