Check Mates
Chapters (67)
- Cover
- Dedication
- The Staring at the Wall Club
- The Pink Car
- Teatime in Germany
- Writing for Dummies
- I’ve Got Problems
- Up Our Tree
- No Way!
- I Hear Voices
- Ten Things
- Early Alarm
- The Grass Cutters
- Rebecca’s a Genius ☺
- Guilty ☹
- Jake’s a Genius
- SCUBAAAAAAAAAAAAAARGH!
- The Army in the Box
- Dad, Help!
- Our Square Is a Battlefield
- Weakness
- Me, the Knight and the Wardrobe
- X + Y = Spy!
- Pass the Sauce
- Astroboy2008
- We Spy
- What Have I Done?
- Tipping Point
- That Kid
- Loser!
- Desperation
- Gunfight
- No Chance
- Postmortem
- I Can Keep a Secret . . .
- The Mechanical Turk
- Beginner’s Luck?
- Panic!
- Revenge?
- Champion!
- Tug of War
- The City and the Wall
- I’m Sorry, Jake
- Why Did Dad Do That?
- Surprise!
- First Round
- Tick, Tick, Tick
- Blue Lights and Disinfectant
- Is It Okay to Pray Only When You Want Something?
- Stage Fright
- Hugs and Soppy Films
- Plan B
- Uh Oh!
- What Mr Keytes Said
- Teatime in Germany, Again . . .
- Worms in My Belly
- Final
- Down, But Not Out
- Knockout
- When We Are Famous
- Can’t Wait Till Morning
- Alerts!
- What Do I Do?
- Confrontation
- Final Curtain
- Zip Wire
- Acknowledgements
Cover
Praise for CHECK MATES ![]()
‘A funny and heartfelt preteen drama with a cunning twist. Stewart Foster is a grandmaster’
Ross Welford, author of The 1,000-year-old Boy
‘So many children will relate to Felix in this marvellous story that crosses generations, deftly weaving history, modern life and chess. Check Mates is sure to warm your heart’
Vashti Hardy, author of Brightstorm
‘An inspirational underdog story and a chilling Cold War mystery! A winning combination’
David Solomons, author of My Brother is a Superhero
‘A story to open minds; finding passion, ambition and redemption. A story of loyalty and friendship that will totally steal your heart. Fantastic’
Jo Cotterill, author of A Library of Lemons
‘A touching underdog story, featuring a protagonist with ADHD’
The Bookseller
Dedication
For Dad
The Staring at the Wall Club
I stare at the wall. It’s as wide as my cubicle and stretches up to the ceiling. A white blank space full of nothing. Mrs Ewens says it’s supposed to help me think about what I’ve done, the effect it has on the class, the effect it has on me. But staring at the wall doesn’t feel like it helps me. It feels like punishment.
All I did was ask Mr Fields if he was wearing a wig.
My class laughed, but he didn’t think it was funny. What did him wearing a wig have to do with geography?
‘Nothing,’ I said.
‘Yes, nothing, Felix. So get on with your work.’
But I couldn’t concentrate. Jake, my best friend, was sitting next to me laughing and that made me worse.
‘Sir, do you like crumpets?’ I asked. I don’t know why it was crumpets; it could have been anything – last week it was beetles, orange peel, fishing nets, but this morning it was the word ‘crumpet’ that randomly jumped into my head and out of my mouth.
‘What?’ Mr Fields looked as confused as the kids in my class.
‘Do you like crumpets? I don’t. They’re full of holes like they’ve been eaten by worms.’
That’s when Mr Fields snapped. That’s when he said, ‘Felix, out!’
So that’s how I got to talk to Mrs Ewens.
That’s how I ended up here in the Staring at the Wall Club again.
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