Novel & Cerita Chloe Lukasiak Glasses

she said. Chloe wore her a red bold lipstick and applied a shining gloss,she line her eyes with black eyeliner and raised her brow with a mascara, she looked beautiful, bold and feirce. "But Louisa where exactly are you going all dressed up" Chloe asked. " I am going to be me, live my life for only myself even if it is just for today, Chloe remember I booked you today already, so you still have to stay with Danna till I return" she responded.

Then she took the hand of a little girl, around seven years old with dark brown hair and adorable grey eyes. Abby smiled, “Luna Zariah, Alpha Isaac, this is Chloe. She is our very popular decorator.” I smiled, “Hello, Chloe. We appreciate you coming down on such short notice.” Chloe giggled, “You’re very welcome, Luna. I need to practice more, so this gives me a chance for that. Would you like to see the drawing?” I nodded, “I would love that.”

The important thing is for her to find that thing. "Ms-" Luke couldn't continue to say what he was about to say when he noticed the girl's familiar face. Wearing eyeglasses even when it's raining, having braces, as well as bangs covering her forehead "Chelsie Shoin?" he asked with a forehead furrowed and bowed slightly to make sure it was the person he thought it was.

At the school gate, Chloe was already waiting. She wore a white camisole dress, a full face of makeup, and her hair was curled into big waves. She looked like she was about to walk a red carpet. "You're wearing that to hike?" I asked. "It looks good on camera." She checked her makeup through the front camera of her phone. "Tell me, does this lipstick shade look good on video?" Chloe turned toward me. Her lips were painted a deep red.

I felt helpless. "It's nice to finally formally meet you Channing. Tate's told me all about you," she greeted with a smile. The crows feet under her eyes picked up with her grin and her olive skin creased in the corners of her mouth. Her short brown hair was styled in a pixie cut along with a pair of chic eyeglasses. I can't believe she's able to beat Tate and Cristian around like they say she can! "I-it's nice to meet y-you t-to-too Luna F-Frances," I sputtered. Her smile faltered a bit. "Hon it's just Frances. You're the Luna now. How are you feeling? Are you in pain. I can get Dr. Geeson in here," Frances said quickly.

"Oh, I knew I smelled strawberry and privilege up here!" Chloe rounded the corner of the ferns. She had changed out of her ruined, pink-stained Chanel blouse and was now wearing an equally offensive, outrageously expensive champagne-colored silk halter top and matching wide-leg trousers. She looked immaculate, holding a crystal glass of white wine in her hand. But the moment her eyes landed on us—specifically on Dani hovering over me on a picnic blanket—her bright, fake smile faltered. Her eyes narrowed into sharp, icy slits.

"Thanks, Chlo. I do not know what I would do without you." "You would probably be lost in the woods somewhere, chasing rabbits," Chloe teased, though her eyes were warm. "Now finish your coffee. We need to get you ready for tonight." They spent the next hour at Elara's apartment, getting her ready for the gathering. Chloe insisted on styling her hair, pulling the dark waves into an elegant updo that showed off her slender neck. She helped her choose an outfit—a simple black dress that hugged her curves without being too revealing, paired with comfortable boots for running if necessary.