My name is Iris and I am a eighteen year old girl. I have long blond hair and light blue eyes. I usually wear a dress but today I wore a t-shirt and a pair of leggings.
I was on my way to work when I walked past a coffee shop. I paused, taking in the delicious smell of coffee. And then stumbled forward because someone shoved past me.
"Don't stand in the middle of the sidewalk, people are walking here." The man growled as he shuffled past.
"How about you ask people to please move instead of shoving them." Someone said behind me with the air of wanting to start a fight.
The man turned around and spat angrily at the person. But he missed and it hit my cheek. My eye twitched and I jumped to my feet. I wiped the spit off my face and flung it to the ground.
I walked up to the man and grabbed his throat. I hissed, "Apologize. Now."
I tightened my grip and he squeaked out a apology and broke free. He turned around and took off running. I felt someone tap my shoulder and I whipped around. It was a teenage boy about my age. He brushed some of his hair out of his face and smiled.
"Want some coffee? It'll be my treat." He asked sweetly.
I frowned but nodded anyway. We walked inside and he told me to sit a table. He went up to the cashier and started ordering.
Well this is certainly strange. Does he ask everyone this? I thought, feeling kind of confused. I grabbed a straw and started twirling it around. It felt like he was using me for something but I don't know what.
Suddenly, the hairs on the back of my neck rose up and I froze. I heard people whispering.
"That kid is back again. And with a new girl." I heard a lady say.
"Im going to ask the cashier for one of the new coffees. What was it again, Salted caramel latte?" A man asked his wife.
I felt kind of weird sitting there on my own, listening to the people. I mean, I don't know if they were talking about me. Then I heard someone yell something.
"Get out of here human! This is for us!" A teenage boy yelled.
Human? Aren't they human? I stood up and walked over to the cashier. It was a middle aged lady with long brown hair.
She smiled and said, "Hello, would you like one of the new drinks? We have pumpkin spice latte, salted caramel latte, cinnamon capechino, and a hot chocolate with a candy cane. Would you like one?"
"Um...I'll have a pumpkin spice latte please." I stammered while fumbling for my wallet.
I handed over a ten dollar bill, that was my lowest dollar and waved her hand away when she tried to hand back some change. She turned away to make my coffee and I waited for a few minutes until she handed me my coffee.
"Hey! I said I would buy you coffee!" Someone yelled from behind me.
Coffe in hand , I turned around to see the boy who offered to buy me coffee. He eyes were glowing green and his fingernails sharpened into claws. Everybody let in a sharp intake of breath as he transformed into a dragon like human.
His eyes twitched as he stalked forward. I backed up into the counter. He took a swipe at me and snagged a claw in my hair. I let out a snort and punched him in the chest.
He let out a groan and I ripped his hand away.
"It was just a coffee!" I yelled, "So what!"
"He used to work here until we found out that he was bringing humans as visitors. Now, he tries to get them drink a cup of coffee and then they would turn into a demonic angle like us. And then he thinks he could come back." The cashier said loudly while glaring at the dragon human thing.
I took a sip of coffee and his face tightened. He let out a frustrated groan and escorted me out.
"Don't come back here." He muttered.
I noticed that he turned back into a human. His blazing green eyes had diminished somewhat but still tried to scorch me. He turned back to the entrance of the coffee shop and walked back inside.
My phone rang and I answered, "This is Iris speaking. May I ask who is calling?"
"Iris it's five minutes before your supposed to be here!! Your going to be late!!" My friend yelled.
Oh no, I can't be late! I took a sip of my latte and took off running.
After work, I went back to the coffee shop. For a moment, I paused. Then I went inside and everybody turned to face me. Their eyes widened as I walked over to the counter.
The same cashier was there and she smiled hesitantly. I smiled back and pulled out a ten dollar bill.
"May I please get another pumpkin spice latte?" I asked sweetly.
She nodded and turned to make my coffee. The other customers started whispering again and this time I listened more closely.
"She's back." A man whispered.
"I thought Aquaro scared her away. Yet she comes back for more coffee. Got to admire her courage." A old lady murmured to someone nearby.
"Miss, your coffee is done." The cashier said from behind me.
I jumped and accepted the latte. Then I frowned. Her eyes seemed more pointed and amber then before.
She smiled faintly and turned away from me. Her ears pointed and she vanished.
"Hey, I thought I told you to not come back." Aquaro hissed.
I turned and to my surprise he was standing right behind me. His green eyes were blazing with anger.
I stared at him and he glared back.
"Since when does a stranger decide what I do and what I don't?" I asked harshly.
"Since your surrounded by demonic angels who don't car if you die or not." He replied.
End Of part one.