Dan POV
Natalie and I were swimming in the backyard pool. I couldn't get over how good she looked in a bikini. It's a good thing I hired that Workout coach or else I would've been quite embarrassed to take my shirt off.
Every time I think Natalie can't get any more cooler, she does. She plays video games! And she's good! It's hard to believe that "Ms. I cry when I break a finger Nail" would play a game involving gun shooting on an Xbox 360!
We were having a swimming race, and it's sad to say that she was winning. The Workout coach might have helped me lift weights and stuff, but he sure didn't help me with my swimming speed.
"Ha! Beat you, again!" cheered Natalie,
"I let you win,"
"Yeah right!"
"No, seriously!" she laughed her brilliant laugh, making me lose my train of thought.
"Again!" I challenged her,
"Ready to lose again?"
"I'm not going to lose,"
"Mu-Isabel says that the only competition in the world is a Kabra,"
"Right," I said sarcastically. She started swimming again, I could almost see the water move from my pounding heart.
Natalie POV
Dan may be cute, but he is a terrible swimmer! But it's fun to compete with someone you actually want to compete with. Back home in London, I only competed with models that were twice my age. And I usually won too. It felt good to win, but it didn't feel good being forced against my will to compete. Here with Dan, It was different.
I looked back and laughed, you could tell Dan was trying extremely hard to beat me. But I wasn't going to let him win. I guessed while I was laughing Dan was able to pass me. I stopped laughing and swam as fast as I could. Not fast enough though,
"I beat you!" cheered Dan. I would've defended myself, but I lost myself in his eyes.