"Uh Amber that is my seat do you mind moving?" Alex spoke softly while running his hands through his hair nervously. "Heh! Make me Alex. Or yet I have a better idea." Turning her full attention towards Alex her lip curled into a smirk. "How about we arm wrestle and see who is stronger? If you win you can have your seat back. If I win you have to sign a slave contract with me." Alex was taken back with surprise by her words. Not wanting to look like a wimp in front of his step mother and step sister he nodded in agreement. Bendind down next to Amber he took her hand into his. Staring her in the eyes her smirk still plaugrd the entirety of her face. "1...2....3....go!"
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