You roamed the arena for the next few minutes trying to find some boys. Either there were no more boys or they were hiding really well. Finally you spot a boy and had just raised your gun to shoot him when a loud buzzer sounded and a voice said, "Game over. Final score is boys nine, girls eleven. Girls win this round. Players please exit the arena and go to the appropriate locker room." You thought this last comment was aimed at you. You saw a girl and decided to follow her as she was probably going to the girl’s locker room.
In the locker room you heard a girl saying, "Great job everyone. We didn't lose anyone and we gained one. I was hoping for more converts but one guy was really good changing back the ones we had changed. And here's the new convert who was the guy responsible for almost beating us. I'm sure she'll make a wonderful addition to our team." She looked right at you and asked, "What do you want to be called?"
"I guess Allison," you said caught off guard.
"Welcome Allison," the girl said. "Allow me to introduce you to your new teammates. We have Cindy, Sue, Jasmine, Tanya, Rochelle, Maria, Rose, Tina, Monique, and I'm Darla. How old are you Allison?"
"36," you answered looking at all of them. All of them were younger than you with Cindy being the youngest at about ten if you guessed right.
"That's too old," Darla said frowning. "I'm sure you're pretty fit but we don't have anyone else your age bracket that we could put with you for an age war."
"What's my age bracket?" you asked.
"Right now your age bracket is 33 to 37," Darla said. "The rest of us fall into the 8 to 12 and 13 to 17 age bracket. So unless you want to sit out the age wars we need to change your age. Though what age bracket should we put you in?"