Chloe Irvin Novels & Stories

"Ma'am, I... I need to tell you the truth about the fight. I know I said things that were... I was the one who made her upset. But, Chloe doesn't deserve a full week of detention. Queencha’s eyes looked disappointed. "Chloe?" "I... I mean..." I stuttered. "So," Queencha continued. "Chloe Whitmore, you think you do not deserve a week of detention, but Maya does? You try to lobby me in my office? Trying to sound like a victim" "No! That's not what I meant—"

Until she arrived. The crowd parted near the entrance like a wave. Chloe Harrington swept in wearing a striking red gown that clung to her model-like body, her long platinum blonde hair cascading dramatically over one shoulder and her heavy perfume trailed her. Her cold light blue eyes scanned the room until they were locked on me. My stomach dropped. Darius was tensed beside me, his arm tightening protectively. “Priscilla Marlow,” Chloe purred loudly enough for nearby guests to turn, a fake smile plastered on her face. “Or should I still call you Mrs. Cross? How quaint to see you playing dress-up in Seattle.”

I whip my head over my shoulder to see who it is, surprised to see Astrid, Quinn, and the twins piling in. “Hey Serena!” Quinn calls, a bright smile on her face. Her eyes drift to Chase as she steps inside, examining him curiously. “And Chase. What are you doing here?” “I was just about to take off actually,” he supplies, shoving his hands back in his jeans pockets. He pushes off of the banister, leaning in a little as he passes by me. “Catch ya later, Serena.” “Yeah, see ya,” I say, giving a little wave as Chase heads for the door.

Tyler asked joking around. “Not everyone who sees a shrink is crazy Ty,” I said and started to head inside the building. That’s when I heard her voice. Kennedy Jones the school’s most feared female. The perfect queen for a king. Head cheerleader, Straight A student, and very popular. Not to mention hot as hell. Also a total bitch and my girlfriend. She came running over to me and hugged me. “Morning babe,” I said to her, and then her group of minions came running up, and off she went.

Delvin parked his car and came around to let Rita and I out, everyone seems to know who had arrived since most of them were looking our way while some don't give a damn. Yeah! Delvin is also the most handsome and popular after Lexy, and I was the popular maid&liar with Rita being the girl Anita and her crew bullied that almost made Lexy and delvin fight. As we walked in i noticed in comparison to all the girls there i was the most simple dressed. We finally made it to the room "Hey delvin! What's the maid doing here? Is she here to serve us?" One guy asked with a slur, he was obviously drunk.

Winston said with a smile. Chloe had stepped out of the car, her long wavy hair cascading down her shoulders, and was wearing an orange dress that hugged her hips, the slightly stretchy fabric extending just above her knees. Her exposed legs were slender and fair, exuding an air of elegance. Walking toward the field in her high heels, Chloe looked like a model on the runway. "She's beautiful." "No doubt she's Carrie's cousin. Her family is full of beauties." The basketball team members looked at Chloe with lustful expressions. Some even began fixing their hair, hoping to make a good impression on her.

Chander's sudden interruption brought her back. "Miss Hila, let me help you take care of the other eleven." She didn't feel light headed or drunk anymore. "Why would you help me? You are in no position to gain anything from their deaths and if you are, just shut it and consider yourself lucky that your competition just got lower." She took off the robe and was left covered by a tiny sleeveless navy blue dress that barely covered even half her thighs. The pair of linen dolphin shorts of the same color loosely swayed as she moved towards him.

Chloe is 19 and very gorgeous, as in the Miss America peagent type. "Hey mom, have you seen my black pumps?" Chloe asked as she entered the kitchen. she was in a high waisted skirt and crop top sweatshirt that hung half way off the shoulders. She looked at me and face palmed. "Staz your not really gonna wear that are you?" She questioned.

She seemed momentarily frozen, her gaze fixed on me, clearly struck by my looks. I stood up from my chair since she was still just staring. I walked around my desk to approach her, extending my hand for a handshake. “Hi. I’m Faith Zeican Lee.” She blinked. “Oh. Hi. I, I’m Chloe.” She took my hand, her lips forming a small smile. “Chloe Herald.” Wait. Why don’t I sense any of that b*tchy vibe? Did Uncle Ryan get the wrong information? Her smile seems genuine, and she appears to be a sweet girl.

“No—! Don’t come any closer to me! I am warning you!!” Chloe cried in panic, backing away from Rivena. Rivena snickered, “Or what? Are you going to kill me?” “I am Damien’s future Luna, a Ravenwood’s daughter!” Chloe snapped, her voice high and shrill. “And I have 3 big brothers in my family! Don’t you dare lay a finger on me—” Rivena suddenly burst into loud laughter. She laughed so hard that she had to bend down and cover her belly.