Novel & Cerita Dress Blue Charlies

Wow, he hadn’t seen her since that party. “Ethan?” Charlie’s face lit up with a bright smile at the sight of him. Ethan, unsure how to respond, simply gave her a small nod in acknowledgment. “It’s been a while. How have you been, pretty boy?” Charlie asked, her usual badass aura intact. She wore a black tank top, ripped jeans, and dark makeup, with piercings on her nose and lower lip that only added to her edgy look. “I’m fine, thank you,” Ethan replied, then turned to Jericho, who had a cigar dangling from the side of his lips.

Charles said. “I will, sir,” Jason said with a big smile. Charles grinned. “And don’t forget to have a little fun now and again. You’re only going to experience college once. Trust me.” He winked at Jason. Jessica rolled her eyes. Bastard. “Yes, sir,” Jason said with stars in his eyes and a fan-boy grin on his face. He scurried away with Charles’s coat. No doubt to put it in the closet. Charles was wearing a dark blue shirt with the top two buttons undone and black slacks. His black shoes were Dolce. His brown, curly hair that a woman’s fingers could get lost in was parted like it was in his newspaper picture with the exception of the sides being brushed back.

I never knew she would have chosen my half brother, most times, I didn’t know what she was thinking. She snarled at Steve, her teeth glinting dangerously in the dark. “won’t you at least say something.” All Steve could mutter was a slight scoff. “Well then, since we’ve settled that, can we at least be on our way?” She asked, smoothening an invisible crease on her red dress. The colour a stark contrast to her white milky skin. “Piece of shit” Charlie muttered underneath his breath, making a beeline for the door as if he would die if he waited just one more second.

They were widely regarded as the golden couple in the College of Business. Truth be told, Charlie was just as beautiful. She had thick, long, wavy blond hair. She had green eyes and a slender frame. She supposed the only difference between her and that ‘Regina’ was the way they dressed. Also, from what Charlie had seen, Regina liked makeup. Charlie wasn’t fond of dressing like a star. She was allergic to many makeup brands, so she avoided most cosmetics. She could dress like a model, but she was not used to it. She grew up with two brothers, and they had greatly influenced her fashion style.

I bet he's playing something on his phone. "Charlie, why?"- He's with those two. I can hear their voices. I'm bored, fetch me."- They often go in Blue's house to hangout and I'm bored so I'll join them. "Sure, wait for me."- His voice sounds excited. I wore a shirt and pants then a rubber shoes with a small back pack. I didn't wait for long because Blue arrived after 23 minutes. "How's your trip with Drake?"- He showed me a smile.

Ten minutes that delivered what hours of different positions couldn't. Daily calls and video chats helped, but they were never enough. She missed him. Missed them. She tossed the third outfit aside after trying it on, frustration creeping in. Then she reached for a blue dress with soft, shimmering tiny white sparkles woven into the fabric. Slipping it on, Bianca turned slowly in front of the mirror. She knew instantly. This was the one. Charles had always loved blue on her. She smiled, already picturing the way his eyes would light up, the same way they had the first time they met, on a rainy afternoon in downtown Chicago.

My red hair was on full display, and I dab some makeup on, not forgetting to put my mascara and eye liner. Charlie on her part had a red dress which complemented my red dress too, and similar to mine, the sides of the ribs were open, exposing her flesh. Our heels were strap heels that kissed our legs and made it hard to look away. “Oh my Gosh, Charlie you look like you walked out of a fairytale,” I chuckled and she giggled, complementing me too. “You too, Lettie. You look like you want to be fucked,” she joked and I burst out laughing, preparing ourselves to have fun.

While the rest of the pots grew lavish green, purple and red leaves. ‘How about a drink today?’ Charlie asked, running his fingers on some strands of his shiny black hair as the wind kept on blowing. He wears a black jacket, blue jeans and white sneakers. ‘There is a newly opened bar nearby, and they also sell grilled meats.’ he added. He is 5’3 feet tall with medium brown skin complexion. He has thick eyebrows, a flat nose and mustache above his reddish lips.

Blue came to his face and continued licking. “Do something, Audrey. Get this thing away from me,” Bane yelped. I did even bulge from where I stood, instead, I just watched their adorability. So far, this was so adorable. … As usual, Charlie and Sarah had dressed me up for the occasion. A part of me mourned when I saw the color they had clothed me with; an off-shoulder short black gown with few embroidery on it. I silently wondered if the people in this pack were secretly vampires. Why didn’t they wear bright colors? It couldn’t hurt, could it?

“I do. In fact my stomach is growling.” “Great!” She pushed the door open. Charlie wore a perfectly fitted black skirt-suit, probably Prada or Louis Vuitton, with a pinstripe white blouse open to her brassiere. A long strand of opalescent pearls hung to her waist. Next in line to have her name on the list of partners, Charlie had been a defense attorney for almost thirty years. Her salary tripled mine. Her go-for-the-kill courtroom style put fear into every prosecuting attorney in the Midwest.