They ended up at café that Belle claimed had the most amazing chocolate muffins. "…and then she said 'You're such a poser!' Suddenly, it starts raining buckets, and the Channel logo just started melting off her purse. I just smiled and said 'Oh, dear, you should really use permeant marker when drawing on fabric.' I finished it off by batting my eyelashes like the good little Snow White I am." Dan couldn't stop laughing. All their food had been finished for a while, but they were having too good of a time to leave. He adored her laugh. It itself was worth the trip to America. He just couldn't seem to get tired of looking at her dark green eyes.

She was laughing at one of his stories, but suddenly stopped and stared behind him, her eyes wide. "What is it?" he asked, looking behind him. "No! Don't look. God damn it, she is so obsessed with me." He looked at her with a confused look on his face. She sighed. "That's my ex-girlfriend over there. I broke up with her, because she's kind of crazy. She takes every opportunity to make my life miserable." His stomach dropped. Did she say girlfriend? This was just his luck. He meets a funny, pretty girl, and it turns out that she's a lesbian. "Oh shit, she's coming this way, act like I said something funny." He managed a smile and started to chuckle and she joined in. He noticed her fake laugh was very different than her real one. It had a higher pitch and had a steady rhythm to it. If you hadn't heard her real laugh, you'd be convinced. A thin tall blonde girl walked by them on the way to the exit and glared daggers at them.

Dan stopped laughing and asked "Was that her?" Belle looked down at her hands. "Unfortunately." He leaned back in his chair. "Well, I'm sure you'll find someone who isn't bat shit crazy." She laughed. "I hope so."

Dan felt a little disheartened for the rest of the day, but there was no denying that hanging out with Belle was fun. They went to go play laser tag, and she kicked his butt Lara Croft style. Afterward, they went to the small food area in the laser tag place for pizza.

"This pizza is awful, but I still eat it every time I'm here," she said, looking at the greasy slice of peperoni pizza in her hands. "It is pretty bad, but it fits with the atmosphere of this place," he replied and proceeded to take a big bite of his own slice. She nodded. "That describes it perfectly, really. Oh Daniel, you are so wise. So it's 5:30 and we still have plenty of sunlight left for the day. Do you want to go to a park or something, or are you sick of me by now?" she said, smirking. "I'm not sick of you quite yet," he replied, matching her sarcasm. "I am kind of tired from all the laser tag though."

The two ended up sitting at a park, talking up a storm. They were talking up so much of a storm in fact that they didn't notice when an actual storm started to roll in. Neither of them noticed the darkening sky in till rain started to fall.

(Dan's .)

I grabbed Belle's hand and started rushing toward the nearby playground as rain fell hard all around. There was this incredibly large tube slide, and we crawled into the shelter it provided. Our laughter echoed off the plastic slide around us. The small space forced us together, making her have to lie on my chest. She looked up at me and bit her lip, still laughing. 'This is it,' I thought. 'This is the point in the movie where I would kiss her, but this isn't a movie. This girl isn't even into my gender.' I had to look away, trying not to let my breathe catch. We laid like this for a while, and our laughter eventually stopped. It was still pouring outside and neither of us brought jackets. It was silent except for the sound of water hitting plastic over our heads. Her breathing began to slow and her eyes fluttered shut. She really did look like a perfect little princess when she slept.