Chapter one

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It was finally my favorite time of the day, chess club. Not because I loved chess....
honestly, I don't even know how to play. Chess club is my favorite because I get to
see him, Mr. Smethan Demrad. I don't know how anyone can resist him, with his
lemon shirt and his orange vans, he's even french! (He mentions his heritage
alot)

I stumbled ito the chess room, talking my usual seat at the front of the class as
Mr. Demrad walks in. I can't help but blush as him and I make eye contact and he
smiles at me.

"Alright class pair up, you'll be playing with your opponent until the bell rings,"
he says, and his voice sends shivers down my spine. I snap out of my trance and
look around to see everyone else has partnered up already.

"No partner?" I jump in my seat and look up to see none other than Mr. Demrad
standing over me. "N—No Sir," I reply shakily as he chuckles, "Then, you'll be
playing with me." My heart skips a beat , I can't belive it! "O—Okay Sir." He sits
down across from me, his knee brushing mine, shaking his head as he chuckles,
then leans closer and says

"When were in chess club, call me Smethan"

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