The Yacht Club
(I wish that we could sail our sad days away forever)
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The contest was difficult to pay attention to when his thoughts were littered with May. He had somehow made it into the semi-finals with no problem… besides his thoughts, but that he had to take off the plate right now.
Looks like he'd be battling May in the final round. That wasn't a surprise, despite today just being chocked full of them.
May winked at him and oh god, oh god, oh god why did today have to be today? When she looked away, he let his blush fall on his face and his heart thump wildly.
Man, today was a bad day for him!
The battle was difficult for a couple of reasons.
One, it was May he was fighting here.
Two, it was May.
…Neither of them sounded different when spoken out completely, but Drew knew what each one meant. He had to pull himself together though. This was for a ribbon. And it was for his final ribbon too.
There would be other contests for May to win - in fact there would be a lot of other contests for her to win this season - so he couldn't just let this one slip through his fingers.
He had to win this.
And that's exactly what he did.