A Little Competition

Since a young age I have always loved a little competition.

When I was ten my family decided to play a friendly game of musical chairs.  My dad was the music controller and as he stopped the music, one by one, each of my family members got out. First my mother. Then my older sister and finally my little sister. There were only two of us left, my older brother and me.  My dad started the music and I was determined to win. The music felt like it went on forever then SILENCE. I hurried to sit down first. As I sat down I heard a small, quiet crack and then I let out a tiny owwww. I clearly sat down first but my brother had sat right on top of me and my little pinky, bending it all the way back so it touched the back of my hand.  I started to cry and my mom was quickly by my side to comfort me.  We examined my pinky and watched it swell up in seconds until it looked like a little sausage.  I finally stopped crying I had a huge smile on my face because I had actually beaten my brother, for the first and only time.  After we ended up going to the ER only to find out that I had a broken pinky.   

BUT. I won.

Today I am twenty and for my job I babysit.  While I was at work I had misplaced my phone (which happens ALOT) and as I was looking everywhere for it I walked into HT's room where three eleven-year-olds quickly hid something behind their backs. I had found my phone. I didn't think much about it because they were taking random pictures of weird things. It only became a problem when I asked for it back three times and they ran off with my phone each time.  So I decided the knock on the bedroom door and say
"Girls, I have an idea!"
"WHAT!" they replied every excitedly
"How about we have an arm wrestling contest to see who gets the phone!"
Without a thought they quickly yelled "YES!!!!"
I started walking to the front room thinking, Man these girls have no chance!
There were three girls, CG, KS, and HT.  CG is a little over weight girl so I had that win in the bag. Then there was KS, she is really athletic so I knew she would be a little challenge but hey, she's eleven. Finally HT, she is really clumsy and small. Piece of cake.
"Girls, I will make you a deal. If two out of three of you beat me, then you get the phone. But if I beat two of you, I get my phone."
"Okay. Deal."
KS was up first. We got down on the ground and started to count down. Three. Two. One. GO! For an eleven-year-old she was pretty strong but with in five seconds, I had beaten her. One down, two to go.  CG was next. Three. Two. One. GO! CG was tough, but I totally was stronger than her. I was about to win when out of no where CS puts 100% into winning and pins my hand down against the carpet... I could not believe it. An eleven-year-old had beaten me.. I was speechless... "It was just luck. Let's go again." I said.  Words I wish I would have never said to eleven-year-old CS, the arm wrestling prodigy.  She beat me twice. After the second loss I was depressed.  I told HT to get down on the ground and in half a second I beat her.  I didn't even care about my phone anymore. CG could have it for all I cared. She'd beat me. All the eleven-year-old girls were stoked. They started jumping up and down. I told them that I didn't care because I was only ten and CG was older than me so it only made sense that she would win.  HT quickly caught my lie and yelled "SHE IS TWENTY!!!!" I told them to go her room and stay there until I decided it was okay to come out. 
I still couldn't believe that I had been beat by an eleven-year-old.... I hurried and texted my best friend and told her the bad news. She said I could arm wrestle her because she thinks I would beat her and I said Thanks but I will just tell Jerrin to arm wrestle me and let me win so I feel better about myself.  When I got home I told Jerrin what had happened and he just laughed at me and said,
 "You can arm wrestle me."
"Will you let me win?"
"HAHA! NO! I want to win!"
"Wow, thanks babe.."
Now my new mission is to beat CG. Can't wait for work on Monday.