Continuing to struggle, I could not get my thumbs out of the finger trap. My sisters sighed as Amanda pulled up a chair and sat me on her lap. She took a brush off of her counter top and began to gently stroke my hair to straighten it out.
"Stop it!" I continued to squirm.
"Oh quit your fussing. I need to get the knots out." she said, pulling a bit harder. She pulled my shoulder back so I would sit strait.
"This isn't fair at all, I can't even use my arms!" I pouted.
"Now you're acting the part." Amanda giggled.
"Hmph, this still isn't fair."
"Alright alright, I'll cut you some slack since it's your first day. If you promise to pick out an outfit I'll approve of, I'll take that mean old trap off." she said.
"Really?" I asked.
"Of course, why would I lie to my little sister? See how much nicer I am than your mean other sister." Amanda snickered.
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