"You're late," Alice noted, still in the middle of a split, turning so she was facing her shoe and stretching to she could reach it again. Streeetch. "And you're obviously on a never ending sugar rush. No fair. There's no way you can lose a race after you've consumed your normal amount of candy." She should have forbidden that beforehand, it was CHEATING. Totally was. How was she meant to beat a kid this hyper?

And she hadn't even stretched properly. "I'm not done yet, wait a couple of minutes." A couple meant like fifteen, because that was how long Alice took to complete her series of stretching exercises. After a while, though, she was back on her feet and ready.

"Five times up, five times down the corridor?" The kid was already bouncing, and it was kind of scary to think of how much energy there was bottled up inside Alexa Cambridge. Merlin, she didn't want to know.