His Unmarked Territory

11 - 'Everything's a Game'

                                                     Copyright © 2011 Lauren Tricksey   

                                                                    Chapter Eleven

 Sky's POV:

Wesley was waiting for me when my grueling hour of science was over. I thought it would be awkward between the two of us after his little confession, but to my surprise and relief, nothing had changed. He visited me in the hospital the next day, and we just chilled as friends. There were no awkward silences whatsoever, so an involuntary smile could not help itself from spreading across my face as I walked up to him, making sure not to even glance in Klaus' direction.

"Hey, Blue" he smiled, using his new nickname for me. Apparently, he wanted a change, but I really think it was just so he could annoy me some more.

"Why do you call me that?" I frowned, as we shuffled along to the cafeteria.

"Because the sky is blue and your EYES are blue!" he said in an obvious manner.

"Very imaginative..." I laughed, rolling my eyes.

"Don't roll your eyes to the sky at me, young lady!" He lectured.

Great, another sky joke, wonderful. I rolled my eyes again and pulled him into the queue.

It was pizza day! I LOVE pizza, and standing in the queue I realized there was only one slice left... MINE! I growled. Wesley and I went to grab it at the same time, but of course, we all know who got to it first.

"Zonk!" Wesley grinned, while I snarled at him.

"Mine!" I glared and went to take it from him. He was too fast for me and had it above his head in an instant. I was so intent on getting what was rightfully mine that I didn't realize I had stepped closer to him than I first expected and now was practically chest to chest with him. Er...

"Get a move on, idiot. Some of us actually want to get our food before the end of lunch..." A familiar voice sounded behind us. When did Klaus get there? And did I just imagine the growl, which erupted from his chest?

"Whoa, take it easy big boy," Wesley replied with heavy sarcasm. I would have laughed if right now I weren't staring into Klaus' amazingly intense grey eyes. He didn't even seem to hear Wesley's reply, as he stood in the same position, staring me down. There was no way I was going to look away first. The first thing I learned when I took my puppy to obedience class was to never drop eye contact, it shows you're in charge, and not your dog. Well, Klaus might not be a dog, but wolves are close, right?

"You can't stare down an alpha" he spoke without dropping his gaze or even blinking. Aww sh*t, he's soo going to win...

"I sure as hell can try," I growled, determined, not blinking or dropping my gaze.

"Um, Sky? As much as I would love it to be true, looks can't kill." Wesley said, trying to interrupt us. From the corner of my eye, I could see him shuffling slightly on his feet.

"Yeah, I know that dip sh*t!" I snapped, glaring at him. Aw crap! I sighed to myself as I heard Klaus' husky laugh echo around what I now realized was a deadly silent cafeteria.

"See?! You made me lose!" I moaned.

"Oh... That was a game?" Wesley asked, amused, but there was a hint of curiosity in his voice.