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Note: My twist to "Das Boots." Written to "Walls" by Shout it Out Louds, listen to it while you read, if you like! Thanks and love to all readers/ reviewers!
His moment had come.
Finally.
There she was.
Calmly sitting across from him.
Like she knew what he was feeling.
Like she knew who he was.
Well.
…He had news for this Russian junior chess champion.
He was Cody Martin. And he had been preparing for this day for his whole life.
This was the finals! The finals!
The Junior. Chess. Championship.
So what if she… she...shewaskindahot..
He wouldn't be distracted!
Not by her high, sculpted Russian cheekbones! And glowing golden blonde hair!
He…would…win.
Well… this.. .was… unexpected…
Marcus. Won.
Yeah.
…ridiculous, wasn't it?
It was completely ridiculous.
All of it.
Marcus winning. The hot Russian. London and her stupid shoe submarine.
…He was ridiculous.
Did it really matter?
..did..
…winning…
…really matter?
Because in the end…
Didn't everyone win?
He had saved his twin brother's life…
…His friend's lives…
And proved the snotty Russian wrong.
Not bad.
Not bad at all.
So, just try and stop him now.
Because…
he finally knew what was worth fighting for.
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