Lunch time is my favorite part of the eating routine of a normal human being, if I were given a chance to be a human once again.

Well, it's not like I can't eat; it's just that I never have the need to. It's like the saying 'Anyone can, but that doesn't mean anyone should', but I can still eat if I wanted to. Human foods still contain the taste they have, although my body wasn't used anymore to them much, plus the nutrients they have are already in my drink; I just eat whenever necessary.

In anyway, I scanned the cafeteria with my eyes, searching for her 'best friends' place, before she ever got in the eating zone.

"Hi there," I greeted politely at Miles and Haven, sitting and waiting like forever (in Haven's point of view, anyway) in their bench. "Mind if I spend the lunch time here with you? I supposed I'm too warmly greeted by others; I just want a private shade, and I see that I don't have much time to meet you two…"

Miles looked uncertain at Haven. He just looked concerned over Haven. How come you would not look sure if one of your best friends is falling head over heels, love on first sight moment with the currently new mysterious hottest transfer guy in school in a suspicious time of the day? Who knows, Haven might 'freak' on me, just like Ever's first meeting with me, that was what he was thinking. But, of course that's not what I try to think of her.

"Uhmmm…" Haven mumbled, frantically trying to breathe. "Sure, go on ahead. Ever would love to have you here."

More like Haven loves to have you here, Miles thought as he searched for Ever. I nearly chuckled. If only he could roll his eyes, Miles would have done it if I weren't here.

"Anyway, we would love to have another lunch mate," Haven continued, still flirting with me indirectly as I sit beside her.

No Ever on sight, so Haven takes this chance to have a pop quiz on me. About what I like, I dislike and so on and so forth. Miles made comments about a few of every single thing. Then, Haven swirled her finger around her hair, telling me, "So wanna hang out tonight?"

I just looked at her. She suddenly coughed, excusing.

"Of course, you're new and after all, so we would like to invite you as a welcome for being 'in' as–"

Miles interrupted her, directing me to the point.

"How about 8pm tonight at Ever's place? You know, me and my friend, Haven, really devised this plan so Ever can make up for your first impression on her which ended up screwed. Right, Haven?" He shot a glance at Haven, making her agree who puffed with Miles ruining her plans.

I smiled, laughing in my mind. Great, Miles. That was a cool move you got there. Thanks, man.

Haven, not able to take Miles's words back, speaks with grudge, covered by her smile, "Well… yeah, Miles is right. So you'll come?"

"We'll see."

I shrugged at her, letting her think I won't come so Ever won't be involved with her jealousy.

Suddenly, Ever rushed in the cafeteria, scrambling toward our place. Her eyes immediately showed regret why she went in here the first place since she saw me, and it was tempting to run away. We held gaze for a couple of seconds, as I smiled at her, when Miles entered the picture with a joke.

"You're free to join us, but only if you promise not to stare at the new kid." Miles laughed. He suddenly changed mood, scolding Ever gently. "Staring is very rude. Didn't anyone tell you that?"

She rolled her eyes, and slide onto the bench beside Miles, determined to show just how blasé she is about my presence.

"I was raised by wolves; what can I say?"

She shrugged, busying herself with the zipper on her lunch pack.

"I was raised by a drag queen and a romance novelist," Miles retorted, reaching over to steal a candy corn off the top of Haven's pre-Halloween cupcake.

"Sorry; that wasn't you, sweetie. That was Chandler on Friends."

I grabbed my bottle with my red drink, sipping as I listened to them with interest, observing their every move; at least, her moves.

Haven laughed, hoping to grab my attention with her story as I listened to the other two.

"I, on the other hand, was raised in a coven. I was a beautiful vampire princess, loved, worshiped, and admired by all. I lived in a luxurious, gothic castle, and I have no idea how I ended up at this hideous fiber glass table with you losers."

She nodded at me with satisfaction, signalling me to tell my side of story as she tried not to show her interest.

"And you?"

I took a sip, gazing at all three of them and said after a moment, "Italy, France, England, Spain, Belgium, New York, New Orleans, Oregon, India, New Mexico, Egypt, and a few other places in between."

I smiled, hoping to see a reaction so predicted; but sometimes, life sure is full of surprises. And I love surprises! In fact, I'm waiting for one now.

"Can you say 'military brat'?" Haven laughed, picking off a candy corn, and tossing it to Miles.

"Ever lived in Oregon," Miles said, placing the candy on the center of his tongue before chasing it down with a swig of Vitamin Water.

"Portland."I nodded, agreeing. Miles laughed.

"Not a question, but okay. What I meant was, our friend Ever here, well, she lived in Oregon," he said, eliciting a sharp look from Haven, who, even after Ever's earlier blunder, still views her as the biggest obstacle in her path to true love (which is with me and I don't think I must appreciate that), and doesn't appreciate any attention being directed toward Ever's way.

I don't care. I still smiled anyway, locking my eyes on hers again.

"Where?"

"Eugene," she mumbled, focusing on her sandwich instead of me, because just like in the classroom, every time I speak, my voice the only sound she hears. I 'accidentally' bumped my foot with hers, freaking her with every tingle in her body.

"How'd you end up here?"

I leaned closer to her, making Haven desperately scoot even closer to me. She sighed in a doubt of her feelings, her eyes now looking at the table.

"It's a long story."

With my gaze, heavy, warm, and inviting, I made it far. She's nervous around me, her palms started to sweat and her water bottle slips from her grip. Falling so fast, she can't even stop it, all she can do is wait for the splash.

My senses went high, tensing my muscles to move. Before it can even hit the table, I already caught it and returned it to her. She must've noticed me catch it because she avoided my gaze after that, and thinks if she's the only one who saw me blurred, panicking in a way. Impressive for human eyes.

Then, Miles asked about New York, and Haven scooted so close she's practically sitting on my lap. But, I don't really mind though. As I finished my drink, I prayed that she must not realize it so soon or the show will be over. I need to longer this a bit, to ensure a wonderful path before us with me laying it bit by bit.

She sure thinks it must be her imagination.

I bade farewell to my 'friends' as we all grabbed our stuffs at the time the bell rang. I went out of Ever's earshot as I went my way to where we'll meet later. I listened to their thoughts with Ever thinking why would I join them, with my image like this, and why should I go to her place tonight. She doesn't approve of it though as Miles shakes his head at outrage, not allowing Haven to join me and Ever later in Ever's house.

Ever thinks of me as a temptation – my touch and silencing-the-world-for-her ability – not to indulge. She can't risk hurting her friends, especially Haven because of me. Even if it's out of my reach, I'm still feeling guilty.