Nathaniel laughed at her, not in a way that was making fun of her, but he was surprised by that statement. "I'm mysterious?" He asked, pointing at himself. "That's not exactly the word I would use to describe myself." He actually thought that he was very predictable. He had been told that he was. He wore the same type of clothes everyday, his hair was always the same, if not slicked back for a shoot or something.

He nodded. "Sure, go ahead." He didn't know when his next trip there would be, or where his next trip would be at all. It was mostly a weeks notice, never less, occassionally more. He sat back and waited for her to finish texting. He leaned back. "What do you think her answer will be?" He was really wondering. His parents wouldn't let him travel to a different country with someone they had never met before.

He chuckled at her and pulled out his phone with a reaction. He had a camera phone, but he barely used the camera. The only pictures were of him and some of his girl friends from his last day in France. "Sure, it's 958-7345. But if you call in the middle of the night, don't get mad at me for not answering." He suggested, opening the responding text from his mother. 'Ok, have fun!' He smiled, closing it, then putting his phone back away.

Nathaniel gave her a weird look, and then smiled. "Oh yeah, hotter than that old lady." He said, it was easy to tell he was being sarcastic. He just shook his head, he was trying to convince her that he wasn't gay. "But, I think I'm going to take that as a compliment. Considering the fact that you called me gorgeous" He shrugged, then winked at her.

He smiled at her. "So, if I were to ask you to be my girlfriend, you would say...what?" He asked, looking innocent, except for the smirk on his face. "Because, you already said yes to going out with me. Which was obviously a mistake..." He trailed off.

He smiled. He was never really violent, but he never had brothers, and his dad wasn't he type of person to rough house all the time. He was calm most of the time. "I'm sure that none of them have the pros" Either way you got hurt. Both could leave a scar, it depended on how forgiving you were, or how easy going you were. Nathaniel hadn't really had the experiance of being made fun of for his accent or different culture, except for guys thinking he was gay, most girls thought his accent was hot.

Nathaniel didn't appreciate her answer. "I'm pretty indecisive, you know. So, unless you would like to sit here all night, you better make up your mind." He always had troubles on deciding things, though he wouldn't mind just walking again. It was a nice night, perfect walking weather.

Nathaniel nodded. That was what he would have accepted. It was just obvious, so mother like. His mom would have done the same thing. He smiled at her. "So, she's over protective like my mother. Or is that normal? I'm just not aware of it?" He thought his parents were sort of funny, his friends parents weren't as stricked as his. They always told him not to ruin his reputation, though he didn' exactly know what that was yet.

He smiled, looking at the pictures. It was good for something she wasn't dedicating her life to. "No, it could deffinately get you a job. You have to be ready for a lot of constructive criticism, which you have to follow. So you could call it forceful criticism." He said, rubbing his chin, making a mental note to shave the next morning. The company was a global company, known around the world. It was cool to look at how the pictures differed from Asia to Europe to the Americas and Australia.

Nathaniel rolled his eyes at her. "I can turn my phone off, or turn it on silent." He said. He wanted to stick his tongue out at her, but he wasn't that immature. "So, go ahead and leave me nasty messages, I can take it like a man." He said, crossing his arms for the extra effect.

He smiled at her. "That's ok, because not all female models are beautiful either." He with a 'bring it' gesture. He liked to argue like that, talking bad about each other. He smiled at her when she said that he wasn't ugly. "You aren't ugly either." He said, smiling at her.

Nathaniel was good at messing with a girls mind, but he really need to get to know the girl before actually really asking her to be his girlfriend. But he was going to mess around with her more. "Yeah, so then you would think about it, then three seconds later, you would say?..." He trailed of, she would finish the sentence. He was going to get the answer out of her some way the the other. But if she were to say no, he wouldn't mind. He had just met her, he would say no to her.

He looked at her in a mischievous way. "Very clearly a mistake. Because, like you said, I could just convince you to go somewhere alone with me, and then I could rape you or something." He said sarcastically. He never could rape someone. He didn't think he could find enough evil in his heart to do such a thing. Why would anyone want to do something to make some one pissed off at them for the rest of eternity.

He also laughed when she had rhymed. Some thing about rhyming just made him, and other people too, laugh. "Well, I'm glad you made a decision." He stood up, and walked over to her seat, holding his hand out for her to stand up with. He was sure she could stand up by herself, but he liked to be a gentleman.

Nathaniel was glad to hear he wasn't the only one with crazy over protective parents. "Well, but also if a parent loves there child, they should give them more freedom then what I have." It was understandable though. He didn't want to ruin his career by doing stupid things that most other teenagers do. But he wouldn't do that anyways, he was responsible for a teenage boy. Very compared to most of them.

Nathaniel nodded at her. "Yeah, I'm serious." She didn't seem to understand that Nathaniel didn't joke about those types of things. He found that mean. "If you want to make it more serious, then you could have a job, really soon. Like I can text my agent right now with your pictures if you want." He said, grabbing his phone again, getting ready to send the pictures. He actually had one ready, he just had to press send.

He shook his head at her. "I think I'm the one that controls the way my phone rings." He said, and finally stuck his tongue out, but only because she had done it first. He started laughing when she said she was going to vibrate him to death. "Yeah it did." He was a teenage boy, he could really take anything that anyone said and make it sound perverted, it was just how teenage hormones were messed up at that time in their lives.

There was nothing wrong with Kim. She was pretty, nice, and she wasn't bothered by him in anyway. He just didn't know her that well yet. "Very pushy. However, your answer would be yes, or would it be no?" She was the one who had brought up this subject. She had said that she could be his sister's brother's girlfriend [confusing] so now Nathaniel was going to bother her about it, until she gave in, and gave him the answer.

Nathaniel frowned at her, and waited for her to finish her statement. "I prefer my balls unkicked." He stated, then smirked as he looked away. He looked around, it had gotten busier since they had arrived. And the old lady had left, as with other people who were there when they had first arrived.

Nathaniel shrugged as she called him stubborn. "I can be a very stubborn person at times." He nodded at himself in agreement. Then he smiled at her. "Besides, I could have picked to do something very, extremely boring." He said, walking her to the door. He could get really boring after hanging out with him for awhile, and he knew it. When he got to the door, he held it opened for her, and followed her out.

When they were outside, he smiled. It was a really good night. "So, was your dinner alright?" He asked. Nathaniel thought that his food was good, but they had gotten completely different things. Besides, it was a farely good conversation starter, since all they weren't talking about anything else.

Nathaniel nodded at her. When you are under eighteen years old, they have a meeting with the model and the guardians to make sure it is ok. He pressed the button that was listed under send and and texted him asking what he thought. "Yeah, they will schedule a meeting with your mother and you, like for permission or whatever." Knowing his agent, he would have a reply in ten minutes, or less. Nathaniel swore that he didn't have a real life besides other peoples modelling.

Nathaniel smiled, and shrugged. "I know what you really meant." He said. He really didn't think it sounded wrong until she had pointed it out. He wasn't as perverted as most teenage boys were. "It is just fun to embarrass people. You know?" He said. It was fun to embarrass people occasionally, actually a lot. And she was cute when she blushed, and became uncomfortable.

Nathaniel smiled at her. "Like you, sure, why wouldn't I? Stalk you? Impossible, I've only been here for about a week." Nathaniel looked at her, and shook his head. "One problem with that: I don't speak Maltese, so I'm going to keep bothering you until I hear the answer in either French or English, or some other big language." He knew how to say yes and no in a lot of different language, but not Maltese.

Nathaniel shrugged. "It is not our fault that it is sensitive and that we aren't allowed to hit girls." He bit his lip thinking about metal underwear. It would save him from being kicked, but it would hurt to walk and sit down. It probably wasn't willing to move with his body, it would like to be stiff, and hard. Not good.

Nathaniel looked at her. "I'm a very boring person." He said, looking at her. "After about three hours, I'm unbearable." It was true. His friends didn't like to spend a lot of time with him, so he was limited to a couple hours per friend. Groups were better for him, because more people kept him involved, and not being boring.

Nathaniel liked this weather too. The last couple of nights, it had been humid, and gross. Nathaniel laughed at what he had called her. "You're welcome, but yes, I did need to pay. It is proper that way, right?" But he shook his head when she said he was going broke. "I might be buying a lot of dinners for two, but money isn't really any problem when I get butt loads for modelling. But Mr. French Fry, really?" He asked, laughing under his breath.

Nathaniel looked down at her when she asked her question. "Funny. Scary movies are stupid." It was true, they only contained things that were never going to happen, and they never ended. He smiled at her. "How about you?" He asked.

He decided to keep asking normal questions, like she had. "What is your favorite television show?" He didn't watch very much television because he was so busy doing everything else, like modelling, or hanging out with people.

Nathaniel pulled out his phone too. He didn't have anything either. He turned it into vibrate and chuckled under his breath, and then put it in his pocket. He smiled at her. His parents were the ones who wanted him to be a model, and he didn't even remember his early modelling. "You really to make this more important then anything else?" He asked.

Nathaniel rolled his eyes. Some things were impossible. Like detaching your arm from your body using your other arm, that was pretty mcuh impossible. "Could I convince that I'm not a stalker by saying I have never seen you before in my life?" He asked. He smiled at, and laughed a little bit. "You seem to be a completely random person." He suggested.

Nathaniel shrugged. He did want to hear her answer, and he would deffinately consider it. "Fine, as long as you say it in English." He should probably learn how to say yes or no in Maltese, who knew when he would need that, just like how he could say in every other language in Europe, he had to know basics for every country he went to. Modelling required the basics. But he had never really gotten into any other language besides English or French. He had to speak both, he had lived in France, England, and America.

Nathaniel grabbed his phone to look at the time. He shrugged and put it back in his pocket. "You have already wasted about two hours with me. It is coming up." He stuck his tongue out again. He usually won these types of fights, he knew how to prove himself correctly every time. "I think you are the stalker, knowing what time I go to sleep." He said, sticking his hands in his pocket, and fighting the urge to stick his tongue out at her.

Nathaniel nodded. "Because back then, girls didn't have any money." It was true, girls were supposed to give their money to people that were in charge of them, like parents, or spouses. Now, it was a new age, and women could actually have money, though he wouldn't let his date pay for anything. He chuckled. "Positive air, I guess. Please don't call me that to my face." He said, laughing as she messed up his hair.

Nathaniel listened to her, and nodded. He smiled, he knew how girls were. "No, you really are. Making up excuses to get close to someone. Guys couldn't pull that off as easily." He respected girls for how smart they could be on those types of things. Although guys would probably get the movie, hoping the girl would get scared, and then start cuddling. But they couldn't control the girl, and some girls just weren't scared by movies.

Nathaniel was usually too busy to watch TV, but he watched the news every day, morning and night. He didn't like to be left out of current events. He shook his head, honestly. "I have never seen that show. I've heard of it though." He said. He realized that was boring was setting in, they were running out of things to talk about.