Be More Chill Chloe Novels & Stories

Ella I am watching friends eating peanut butter and bread on the bed Chloe 's wild thing ring tone makes me grinas my phone screen lights up, as usual i answer with Bluetooth to avoid using my hands. "Hey Chloe, what's up" "i should ask you that girl, you are the one with a new boyfriend" "he is not my boyfriend and you know that" "well how is the man you're having all boyfriend benefits with doing" she says laughing

The elevator stopped and Chloe stepped off. She walked straight into the hallway as she reapplied her bright red lipstick. On her body was a long fully buttoned-up coat paired with high stilettos. Her pink hair was curled and left to flow freely down her shoulders. She returned the lipstick to her purse as two dance trainees walked past her and greeted her cheerfully, “Good day Senior Chloe.” “Good day.” She greeted back with a smile on her face. She was in a slightly good mood.

Every whisper coaxed her farther on. The closer she got to the crowd forming in front of her, the more her confusion grew. She had sensed the weight of aches and bitterness weighing the inhabitants down before. Now, they were cheerful, laughing amongst themselves. Some of them were even humming along with the tune. A final moment of indecision came as Kathy followed them to the mouth of a back alley. She hung back while the people in front of her squeezed into the opening. The scents of sweat and cheap perfume lingered behind them even when she found room to slip inside.

My heartbeat slows as focus takes over. ⸻ Chloe appears. Of course. Only today, she doesn’t bother with old insults. She drifts in casually, eyes narrowed, hands on her hips like she owns the sunlit space. “You’ve been spending a lot of time here,” she says lightly, voice smooth, but the underlying tension is clear. “Training… learning tricks? Trying to… fit in?” I finish adjusting the wraps on my wrists before looking at her. My gaze is calm, deliberate. “I’m training because I want to.”

“Oh, hell no.” But it was too late. Chloe’s heels clicked against the pavement as she strode toward me. The crowd instinctively parted, hungry for a scene. “Well,” she said, crossing her arms, her voice loud enough for everyone to hear, “look who’s finally brave enough to show her face.” I stood slowly, my pulse thudding. “What do you want, Chloe?” She tilted her head, her smile razor-sharp. “What do I want? Let’s see—maybe my life back? My reputation? My friends?”

FIFTEEN MINUTES LATER, Jeisin came out from the bathroom, rubbing her wet hair. And sat on a stool while looking at the mirror. Then she took a Vaseline aloe before she whispered, "l am feeling warm now. I don't have to rubbed any oil in my body" as she kept it in its place. Then she went and picked a blue color long dress with a blue high heels and a diamond bracelet. By the time she went back to the mirror and began to put on. ~~~

said Claire and turned around then walked ahead . " Hey , where are you going ? " said Chloe . " Toilet ! A certain strong perfume scent is making me wanna vomit . " said Claire and walked ahead . " That ugly pauper rat ! " said the girl next to Chloe annoyed . " Chloe , could she win ? " asked the other girl next to her a bit hesitantly . " How can she possibly win ? I will make sure she never hits the target . " said Chloe with a vicious smirk .

But, what really caught my attention was the beat box she has stowed away underneath the table. " You play beat box?" I asked. "Just a hobby." She sat at the edge of her bed; hugging a pillow. "Could you play me a beat?" "Nah." "Please?" "No." she sternly said. "Buzz kill." "Are you always this nosy?" she asked. "Even when you're injured, you're still annoying." "Yeah, it's one of my many qualities that make girls go gaga over me." **** Chloe's POV What has become of my life?

be interested in me after what happened today? “Chloe, come and have dinner.” I heard Mary’s loud voice from downstairs which distracted me from overthinking any further. “Coming, Mary.” I called out and stood up from my bed to head downstairs. The next day when I reached school with my friends, I could see people staring at me and some even laughing and whispering among themselves. It wasn’t even that bad to think about. These people have nothing interesting enough to gossip I guess. “Ugh! Get over it already.” I yelled loud enough for everyone to hear as I walked inside. “Don’t mind them, Chloe.” Jenny rubbed my arm in a comforting manner and I noticed Tyler White, standing in front of hi

“No one’s home, drama queen. Relax.” Layla dropped onto the mattress beside her, hugging the pillow to her chest. “You’re the dramatic one.” Chloe tilted her head, studying her. “You’re glowing.” Layla’s cheeks ignited. “I am not.” “You literally are. Like… post-orgasmic sunshine radiating from your pores.” “Chloe!” “What? It’s a compliment!” Layla launched the pillow at her face but Chloe caught it mid-air, grinning like a cat with cream.