Girl of the Originals

chapter 8

anastasia POV

Klaus owns a large black SUV similar to the one that hit me. I try not to think about that when he politely opens the passenger side door for me. I hesitate before getting into the car. I know that I should be angry at Klaus, he is responsible for me getting hurt, but I'm not at all.

"Love, what is wrong?" he asked.

"I do have my drivers license, so maybe I should be the one to open the door for you," I joke.

"One, a gentleman never allows a lady to open a door for him and two, I'm a hybrid, so I may survive that ride, but you darling..." he smirks.

"Haha," I say and then get into the car. Quickly at full vampire speed he zooms over to the driver's side, gets in, starts the car, then we're off. After a few minutes, I start to notice that we are not driving in the direction of Mystic Falls High School.

"Hey, where are we going?" I asked sitting up.

"Hey to yourself," Klaus said, but he was smiling, "Your aunt and your sister agreed after a lot of convincing that since you are a star student you deserve a day off."

"That's now what it sounded like this morning," I snorted.

"Did you just snort?" He was still grinning. Weird. Its like watching a snake smile, a very nice snake.

"You think its cute," I said defensively, crossing my arms over my chest.

"If you say so," he said.

"So if you are not taking me to school then where are we going?" I wondered.

"Wherever you like. Paris, Rome, Sicily, Sydney..." he trails off. I gaze over at him at his thick yet short, curly blond hair, and it turns out that I was wrong about his eyes. There a rare shade of hazel, blue green eyes.

I cleared my throat when he caught me starring at him. He looked pleased. I wondered if he ever marvels at my beauty. Probably not. I'm not that pretty.

"I'm pretty sure that Elena or Aunt Jessa would kill me if we left the state much less the country," I smiled.

"I could compel them to not care about it," Klaus said half teasing half serious.

"School is important Klaus. Once I graduate, we can do whatever you want," I said regretting my words. What does the feared Klaus Mikaelson really desire?

"Be careful, dear. I might want more than you're willing to give," he said gazing deeply into my eyes until he found my soul making a shiver run down my spine. He gently brushed a hand along my cheeks down to my neck before stopping. I wondered why he stopped, but it was probably a good thing.

I've never been physical with a boy before. I'm still a virgin. I wonder how we are going to figure that out. Who gets to take my bloody innocence?

"There is somewhere I've always wanted to go, but have never actually been," I confessed picking my nails. I was having a hard time meeting his eyes, nervous about what I was going to say next.

"Where would that be, love?" he gently grasped my hands to stop me from picking them while keeping his eyes on the road of course. "You don't have to be nervous and shy around me. I'll never judge you about what you have to say."

"I'm afraid of heights," I said, "but I've always wondered what the view looked like. I mean I've seen pictures on the internet yet I want to see it for myself."

He chuckled.

"Hey, you promised that you wouldn't judge me!" my eyes widened.

He chuckled.