After eating breakfast Natalie and Dan got ready for another walk, because they didn't like each other and they were bored.
Dan has taken a shower and wore a red hoodie and some jeans with sneakers, he sat on the couch waiting for him cousin. 20 minutes passed and she still wasn't out. This made Dan quite impatient so he went to check on her.
When he arrived at her room, the first thing he did was knock, why? No for him it wasn't just simple manners, for him it was being enclosed in the fury of the person inside. He heard a come in, so he twisted the knob and went in.
He saw his cousin still brushing her hair, she was already dressed probably a long time ago and her hair was already dry, he groaned. 'Why, out of all men in this cursed world why me' he thought.
Natalie had done her hair thrice and she didn't know what to do with it, until she settled for a one sided braid. Which she was doing before her insolent cousin came in, well he did knock but he was so impatient.
"Come on Daniel, i'm barely done and you're already tired?"Natalie said pulling the bottom of her hair into the braid. she slowly tied it and stood up. "Come, on Danny, let's go."
Dan scoffed,"Really, that long for hair. I swear british people are really snobbish."
"You wouldn't know, being British is difficult but I manage to be a perfect one." Natalie said powdering her face in the mirror.
"Yeah right, being American is more to what you think." Dan replied.
"Well then, if you do think being American is hard, let's switch nationalities for a day, even our accents." Natalie taunted.
Dan thought for a while and then the thought YOLO, "You're on, cousin." He said holding his hand out.
Natalie took his hand and they shook in agreement. Natalie wet the Dan's closet and pulled out the british clothes she picked for him. "Anyways since, it is spring and it's fairly cold,i'll give you this polo." She said throwing him a white polo, "Oh, and this sweater." She tossed him a sweater, "And these pants." She threw a pair of cream pants. She also added some sneakers to go with it.
Dan frowned, this was one stupid outfit, "Seriously Nat, are you sure this is simple enough?"
Natalie stared at him, "Daniel, that is a simple as simple gets, most Bitish boys wear Armani shirts and those huge warm coats during spring,"
Dan rolled his eyes and got dressed in the bathroom. When he came out he looked British, now Natalie had to teach him the accent.
"Ok Danny, when you speak British, done exaggerate, like you're nickname perhaps. Here your full name is Daniel, "She said Daniel in American accent, "Quite far from your nickname which is Dan, so think of Dan and iel to it, you already said a British word."
Dan nodded, "Now as a Brit, you must love tea, lacrosse and polo. You must be cheery and proper. There's simply isn't another way." Natalie told him.
Then it was Dan's turn to lecture her. He went to her closet to find some America clothing. He picked up some knee high shorts that she had stuffed in the depths of her closet. He threw it at her and she sadly took it, then he found one of those shirts that had a tank top and over shirt and gave it to her. He added a pair of sandals.
Natalie changed into them in her bathroom, when she came out she looked more American than she was a Brit."Good, now I know you can do AMerican accent but don't drag you're British into it. Speak it like your main language."
"Americans like fast food and all those junky things you know we like, but remember we're not slobs."
After lecturing each other and last reminders they went outside. Dan really wanted to go and skateboard but it seems that British people don't like that. Natalie wanted to use a segaway but she couldn't because, there weren't any in America.
They both walked around, talking in their exchanged language. Dan was actually becoming comfortable with his borrowed language. That was until he heard the voices of his classmates behind him.
" that you?" A voice which Dan knew as Mark one of his good friends in school.
He took a deep breath and turned around to see Mark and Jess, both of his good friends looking at him in shock. He saw look at him, they were dressed in jeans and baggy shirts, he on the other hand was wearing a Polo and a a sweater.
"Dude, what happened to you?" Jess asked ruffling his brown hair. His gaze transferred to Natalie who was setting her eyes on a new Chanel back with a British design on it.
"Who is she?" Mark asked obviously pointing to my cousin who was missing her British styles.
Dan mustered up his courage and spoke in british, "She's a friend of mine Nat, please say hi to these young gentlemen."
Natalie gave a smile, an amused and mocking smile, "Hi, there i'm Nata- Nat. I'm asking Daniel, if he'd show me around." She said in perfect American.
Mark raised his eyebrow," How old are you? Where are you from? Why do you know Dan?"
"I'm 13, I'm from California and I know him because my brother dates his sister." Natalie replied.
"Wow, Dan. If you could have told me that my sister's boyfriend's sister was hot. I'd go ask Leanne right away."
Dan cleared his that, "Oh perish the thought, i'm knackered and Nat and I have to go and get her to her flight."
Jess smiled, "If your free, come hang out with us sometime Nat."
Natalie simply nodded and followed Dan to the airport. She was shocked to see the Cahill plane waiting for them, "Daniel, what is this?"
Dan shook his head, "Apparently Hammer and Jonah, wanted us to go and see Amy and Ian vs Jake, live so I supposed we should go."
"And you never proposed what I think?"
"Look Natalie, you and I we've been on a truce these past few days and for some reason I can consider you as a friend, not just a cousin taken for granted. So I suggest you suck it up and get your butt on this plane." Dan said in perfect british.
Natalie was impressed, "Ok."
Dan was ready to argue but her answer surprised him more, "Um ok sure." They both boarded to the plane, to Paris they shall go.