The Eastern side of town extended out all the way to the coast, where the port was.
Lewis and Krace found a local café to hang out in. It was called Coffee Beans.
"Very original." Lewis pointed at the sign on the wall. The 'o' in Coffee was a coffee bean.
Opening the door, Lewis let Krace go first. She liked the chivalrous gesture. Most of the guys around Evergreen were jerks. She had to brush past him to get through the door, forcing her to absorb a great amount of his scent.
It was unbelievably strong. The strong sweetness of it made her nauseous. She felt the icy blue coloured acid of her own blood seep into her mouth. It had been so long since she had human blood. When she was a new born she could barely control herself around humans.
If it weren't for Helena, she'd have slaughtered half of the country by now.
They sat down at one of the small circular glass tables. Menus were stacked in the centre of the table, jammed between the chrome tissue holder and the salt and pepper.
A waitress realised she had new customers. She stepped out from behind the stone counter, and grabbed her note pad off of the dark oak work top. She put on her work face – a happy looking face – and approached them.
"What would you like?" She asked politely. She was young looking. Her brown hair was tied up into a bun.
The corners of Krace's mouth moved up ever so slightly in response.
"Two cappuccinos, please."
The woman scurried off to make them, which gave them time to talk.
"I hear you live in a boarding house," Lewis said.
Krace rolled her eyes.
"Let me guess, you're new friends told everything there is to know about us."
"Well, they told us some things. But I don't want to get to know you through gossip, I want to know the truth."
She tensed at that, but probably not enough for Lewis to notice. The paranoia about someone knowing her secret never did quite go away. Always there at the back of her mind, lingering like a bad smell. Never quite going away all together.
"I'm, ah, sure you get this a lot, but you're eyes. I've never seen a colour like that. And they're so bright. I like them." He was so mesmerised by them.
Krace smiled, "Yeah I do, and thanks. And I do live in the boarding house. My mother and her husband run it. There's me and a load of others living there."
Her happy relaxed mood dimmed a little.
"Please don't go spreading this around, but-"
"Here you go!" Said the waitress cheerfully as she placed the cappuccinos on the table." She was about to go when she remembered something. "Oh, almost forgot. Are one of you paying for both, or...?"
"I'll pay." Said Krace. She pulled a ten pound note out of her pocket and handed it to her.
"Keep the change." Krace smiled at her, one that didn't reach her eyes. She just wanted the woman to go away.
` "She's keen." Said lewis.
"Sure." Krace said.
Lewis took a sip of his cappuccino, "You were saying?"
"Oh," She took a moment to think, even though she could remember everything with crystal clear clarity. From the end of the change process, to right this very second.
"It's gone," She laughed. "I hate it when that happens."
Just as Krace said that, she noticed Kalista sitting at the counter. She was full on glaring at her.
"You better not say anything that'll raise suspicions, or I'll have to make him forget. He probably only came out with you to get as much gossip as he could." Krace was able to clearly hear and understand every word she was saying.
She was able to hear every individual sound in the room. There was a man and woman discussing how they should proceed with the affair they were having. He was married with kids, and she was probably some slut he found in a bar. The waitress was fiddling with the buttons on the coffee machine. She could hear them click as she pressed down on them. A car pulled up outside, and Krace heard the key chains jingle as the person pulled the key out of the ignition.
Krace very slowly shook her head from side to side so that Lewis wouldn't notice. Kalista did. She sneered at her and turned back around.
Kalista was wrong. Krace could feel goodness and warmth emanating off of Lewis. And she hadn't felt so drawn to a guy in such a long time.
They talked on for a bit about various things.
"I better get going," Krace said while laughing.
Lewis drank the last of his cappuccino.
"Yeah, my mum will be wondering where I am."
Krace stood up and slung her bag onto her shoulder.
"I'm just going to go talk to someone, I'll see you later." She waved him off.
"Bye." Lewis felt disappointed. He was expecting to walk her to the bus station or something. He looked around the bar for anyone she might know. She seemed to be walking towards- her.
It was Kalista. The one with the cold skin. She seemed to sense his eyes on her back. She turned her head and looked right at him. Lewis let out a small gasp before turning and leaving the café.
"I can trust him, I can feel it." Krace said as she walked up to her.
"Just be careful, please," Kalista downed the last of her juice. "It's risky business forming relationships with humans. Do you want a lift?"
"Yeah, sure." Krace eyed her suspiciously.
When they were out in the car park, Kalista hesitated before getting into the driver's seat.
"What?" Krace stood by the other door, looking over the roof of the car at her.
"What we tell people about our past and even some stuff about ourselves may be a lie, but … just watch what you say to people. The whole school doesn't need to know our fake business. Or our real business for that matter."
Krace slumped into the passenger's seat.
"Don't worry, I won't. Wouldn't it just be so much easier if the world new about us and accepted us for what we are."
Kalista scoffed while starting the engine. "Are you kidding? We'd be rounded up and killed, or worse, taken to some lab. Not that they could force us. They could throw an entire army at us, and we'd still win." She looked out the back window and started reversing, "We could take over the world."
Krace thought about that for a moment.
"It's a good thing that we chose to retain some human qualities."