- Come on Sofia! James shouted over his shoulder.
The prince younger sister (by a few months) raced behind him, convinced to win over her brother.
- I'm going to get yah! She shouted back.
- No way! James shouted back.
He started to run even faster but when he looked behind him he saw that she still was right behind him. He was impressed, she sure was stubborn but that was a good personal trait because if it hadn't been for his little sister he would never have made the flying derby team last week.
- See you at the finish line James!
James blinked and looked beside him just as Sofia raced past him. James laughed and sped up but it was no use, Sofia ran to far ahead and soon she crossed the finish line and let out att cry of celebration.
- Better luck next time James! She said.
- Don't you worry Sof, I'm gonna beat you next time.
- As if!
- As yes!
Sofia laughed and patted him on his shoulder.
- Just, better luck next time James, she said.
- Oh, I will have the bestest of luck! He said.
- The best of luck James, Amber chime in.
- Whatever!