I decided I would start going out of order of the book, seeing as I'm having difficulty thinking of something to go with the next quote.
This quote is one of my personal favorites, so I hope you enjoy it as much as I do!
This chapter is kinda weird, but I liked writing it!
An apocryphal story--the word "apocryphal" here means "obviously untrue"--tells of two people, long ago, who were very bored, and that instead of complaining about it they sat up all night and invented the game of chess so that everyone else in the world, on evenings when there is nothing to do, can also be bored by the perplexing and tedious game they invented.
"Babe, you can't make that move." Duncan said, pointing toward Courtney's Bishop which she'd just moved diagonally three vacant squares.
It was a very hot day at Camp Wawanakwa, and Duncan had somehow convinced Courtney to join him in the hot, stuffy Killer Bass cabin for a game of chess.
"Yes I can, Duncan. I've been playing chess far longer than you, and I think I should know how the game goes." She was patting down her hair, frizzy and taking on an afro-esque style from the humidity, with one hand and looking at the directions with the other.
"Well I happen to like chess. I used to play it all the time in juvie." This was true, though the criminal neglected to mention that he always confused anyone who played against him so that is was easy to win. He wiped his sweaty brown on his shirt and got an idea.
Courtney looked up and opened her mouth to speak, but closed it once she saw that Duncan was no longer wearing his shirt.
"Like what you see, Princess?"
She opened and closed her mouth like a goldfish for a few moments, then said: "No, I think it's a dirty trick to try and distract me from the game like that!" But a good idea. She added to herself, hatching a plan to win in her mind.
Duncan took his turn, and nabbed one of her pawns.
Courtney took a turn and captured nothing.
Duncan captured another pawn.
Courtney tugged the grey sweater over her head, leaving her in her white Oxford shirt and green pants. She captured a knight.
Duncan stupidly took his turn, moving his Queen in a way that allowed for Courtney to capture her.
She excused herself for a bathroom break, grabbing some clothes from her suitcase along with a hairbrush and hairspray.
While she was gone, Duncan grabbed a few of her pieces and moved his own to make it seem that he had captured them fair and square.
Courtney came back with her hair smoothed back into it's usual style in a very short pair of shorts and a low-cut tank top. You could plainly see the red undergarments she was wearing, and Duncan was very interested in that.
So interested that he didn't notice Courtney even up the score in just a few turns.
Soon it was down to Duncan's king and Courtney's King, Queen, and three pawns.
The win seemed inevitable. But Duncan had another trick up his sleeve.
He moved to sit behind Courtney and pushed her hair, stick from the hairspray, away from her ear. He pressed his lips to the small space just below her earlobe and kissed it.
Her breath caught in her throat, and she tried to ignore him, moving her Queen forward a few spaces.
Duncan captured the Queen.
"C'mon, Princess, we both know I'm gonna win." He was now rubbing her shoulders, which glistened with sweat, and kissing her neck. Courtney was only just barely paying attention to the game. Just enough attention to notice she was losing.
She moved her king forward one. He was now on G7.
Duncan's King was on G8. He was so focused on Courtney he'd put himself in danger of losing. He moved one space to the right, positioning himself in the corner.
Courtney moved one pawn to G8. "Checkmate." She announced, pointing happily at the clear win. One pawn was on G8, one was on H7, and the queen was on G7.
Duncan simply said. "Eh, I never really wanted to win."
She turned to face him abruptly. "What!?"
"I just wanted to make you stay in here all day. You know, you're pretty vocal during chess, almost sounded like we were-"
Her eyes grew wide. "You didn't."
He smirked, holding a pair of Courtney's panties that had been missing from her suitcase for a week. "Yep, they think you and I did it."
She ran screaming from the cabin, telling anyone who would listen that she and Duncan hadn't 'done it' while Duncan slipped his jeans off (leaving him in his boxers) and crawled into Courtney's bunk, smirking at his ingenious plan.
