Novel & Cerita Chloe From Dance Moms Sister

“I… I am…” “She is not your aunt! What is wrong with you?!” Elena snapped. “We thought she was. She’s a new face and we can’t help but wonder,” Nathan shrugged his shoulders off. “Mum is right. I am just uhm… like a little sister?” She tilted her head. “Little sister? Aunt Aria is her sister.” Chloe smiled heartily, picked up their hands, and then fondled it gently. “She is like a sister to me. A sister from another mother, we can say,” she said and the twins nodded their heads, trying to understand.

Ben stretches his hand and my dad gladly shakes it with a smile. He seems really adorable today. When Ben looks away from my dad, he finds Chloe standing in a corner, looking out of place. “The lady with golden hair?” Ben runs to Chloe and doesn’t waste time in playing with her curly locks when she crouches down to meet his level. “Ben, that’s your daddy’s sister and your aunt Chloe.” I tell him. “Aunt Chloe? Daddy has a sister?” He turns to Denzel with a questioning look. “You’re such an adorable baby.”

"I'm taking no step away from here if you do not tell me where you're taking me to? And, who are you? You can't just barge in here and order me to follow you like a lost puppy and you expect me to do just that." "Are you crazy?! Do you know who you're talking to? That's the pr-" Juliana was saying but she was cut off by him. "No! That's enough." He stopped her. "Ms. Chloe Montclair. Daughter of Mr. and Mrs. Montclair and the only sister too, Janet Montclair. The fiancee to the motherfucker Sebastian Diego whom you decide to steal from your mo-" He stopped in his mid-sentence, scratch the nape of his neck and sighed. I stood there with my eyes widened open.

"You can still laugh at a time like this? I swear, I think Selena did that on purpose. She could have easily dodged, but she deliberately bumped the priestess. And she didn't even get burned, but she was still playing the victim. I feel like she's got it in for you..." My smile faded. I was silent for a few seconds before saying, "She's my sister." Chloe's eyes widened in shock. "She's your half-sister?" "And your mother is a pack elder?! My god, you kept such a huge piece of news from me. Are we not friends?" I had to give her a brief overview of the situation, omitting my past with Kade. Seeing her look at me with such pity and righteous anger, a warmth spread through my heart.

I boarded, found my window seat, and sat down. Outside the window, utility poles and fields slipped backward. The sunlight was good. I closed my eyes. Chloe's face flashed through my mind. She stood at the cliff edge in a white dress, smiling boldly. She had said, "When I go viral, I'll treat you all to a big meal." She did go viral. The whole internet was talking about her. But no one was treating me to dinner. I opened my eyes and took out my phone. The top trending tag was: #ChloePiercesMotherSuesSiennaMarsh.

"I hope you get better soon, ma'am! Your daughter loves you so much. You must hang in there." "What a devoted daughter you are. I'm sure God will be moved by you. I hope your mom gets better soon." "Hey, did anyone notice she mentioned someone named Cheryl? Is that her sister? To think that a daughter would take such bad care of her own mother and not even bother to show any concern for her! How inhumane!" "I know, right? Who treats her own mother like that? Even animals have more compassion than she does!"

"I was on my way to the pool, but mom stopped me and said I couldn't leave the kitchen until I decided." After thinking for a moment, a smile tugged at my lips. "Mom left." Gal's gaze, warm and hopeful, rises from the plate. An hour later, with cake flavors still undecided, a rock anthem played on the pool radio. The sun is hot, sparkling from the blue water as my head emerges from below. Cold liquid streamed down my shoulder as I turned my sister over, who was wearing sunglasses and lying still on a float. She is a diva in the pool. In other words: boring.

My mom says. I ignore her and look at Dean. “Why are you here? And where’s my sister?” My mother stands up and pulls me aside. “Honey, your sister is with Dean’s friends at the cafe. Apparently she’s misbehaving and wouldn’t listen to him, so he came to find you so you can try and talk to her.” I look at my mother, remembering that she has no idea that he’s Halsey’s boyfriend. I nod. “I’ll go.” I walk back to the counter. “Let’s go.”

Next to Sasha looked somewhat short, even in the heels. "Is this your assistant?" I ask as I move Sasha aside. "It's so nice to meet you. I'm Alex, his sister. And all I want to say is that I have a deep admiration for you." She shook my hand but she looked at me a bit confused. "It's a pleasure to meet you. My name is Chloe Wilson. But I dont understand why would you admire someone like me, I'm only an assistant." "You are not just an assistant. You are my brother's assistant. And anyone that can manage to put up with him for that long deserves my respect." Chloe laughs but she stops when Sasha fakes a cough.

Quinn shouted at her against the wild music, making my brow raised because I found this situation so unusual. "Your room is more spacious compared to mine," Khloe answered as she stopped dancing and looked again for another set of dance. "And I would like Miss Cheerhead to see that I'm capable to dance. I'm regretting that I didn't try out. Maybe she will think of getting me in her hordes of pompom heads after this." I glared at her and I was about to speak but Quinn kissed me on my temple before she turned to her sister again, laughing without any humor.