Novel & Cerita What Does Annabeth Chase Look Like

At him. "Y-Yes." He shuts the screen and dashes off to his seat. We can cross the first item of our scale. I have a mental picture. She's a brunette. Her hair isn't too long, it barely reaches her shoulders, but her eyes. She has green eyes and perfect lips. If she didn't get a nose job, the almighty must love her a lot. Perfection. Athena is perfection. "May we continue?" I look down at the notepad. The next question is direct as well.

Leave it to Cass to have all bases covered. “Well, I don’t know who he is, exactly. He’s not from around here, unless his family transferred packs, like today. And no, he doesn’t go to school with us. Definitely older. Bella was going nuts. I mean, outer limits crazy. He’s gorgeous, Cass. He’s got the most amazing green eyes I’ve ever seen. So green that it seems like they could glow. He said his name is Chase.”, I answered. “Oh, and I almost fell on my ass in the mud. Right in front of him.”, I added, blushing in embarrassment at the thought.

Her cinnamon-colored, thick, wavy hair is neatly gathered at the top of her head in a braided bun with a few loose ringlets hanging down around her face and long coils of hair from around her neck draped over her chest. A light dusting of freckles decorates her nose, dotting her cheeks just below her eyes. Her lips are full and rosy pink. Dark, thick lashes line her kind eyes, spotlighting their unique color against her fair, smooth skin. Other than being taller than me and holding herself with a queenly posture, Annabelle could easily pass as my twin sister. Covering my mouth loosely with a trembling hand, I don't realize I am stumbling backward away from the painting until my back bumps in

On the other end of the leash was a girl. 'She's so beautiful,' Jess gasped. 'Is this Annabelle Ross?' With long, raven hair, skin like ivory and deep red lips, she was the living image of Snow White. Well... if Snow White were a fishnet wearing goth with tattoos and piercings. She knelt at Damien’s feet like a dog, wearing a skirt so short every male student who walked by took a less than sneaky look. As if the situation couldn't get more weird and awkward, a guy pushed through Jess and Ricky to get a look.

" He does not like..." " The cameras, blablabla... Honestly Annabelle, your life is really complicated." Annabelle turned to her friend who was already heading towards the small mirror, surely to get a makeover... Kara valued her appearance especially when she had an appointment. Annabelle looked at her carefully. She was beautiful... Very beautiful... Redhead with freckles and tall, she had the body of a model. She had long legs with thin skin. She loved to wear heels even to go and throw the trash. Annabelle smirked as she looked at her friend.

Kael's POV~ Annabeth stood in the doorway, the soft green dress clinging to her frame like it had been made for her body alone. The fabric fell in gentle folds around her, accentuating the curve of her waist and the line of her collarbone. Her curls fell over her shoulders in smooth, shining waves, no longer the wild, tangled mess I’d gotten used to. Her skin glowed from the bath, pink and flushed and soft. Her eyes—goddess, her eyes, were clear and sharp and looking right at me with an expression I couldn’t quite read.

The men backed up at the threat and she smiled. "Run along and I'd go looking for a new slave, the one that ran is a Dragon." They ran off at that and she looked at me. "Hi I'm Arachne, Empath Witch and friends of the Three Moons." She said, holding her hand out. I took it and shook her hand. "Channing." "I know. The Three Moons talk about you a lot. Though I don't think Selene likes you very much." She said, before looking at the barrel.

Why do she always find herself on a bedroom? She shook her head and stood up to look infront of the mirror and studies her looks like she always do. She has a black short hair, round face, round brown eyes and a pale skin. The body is petite too. This body is probably Abigail based on Mary's description earlier. Abigail is Thallia's bestfriend and someone who she trust the most. It is a big role. Anastasia wonders if she can act this one properly. Abigail is a bubbly person. Just imagining herself acting so hyper is tiring her out already.

I sneered, scrolling through my phone furiously “Hey Annabel!” I suddenly heard someone call and she appeared in the hall in her red jacket. Her hair was backed up in a loose bun, leaving some stray hairs around her forehead and neck area. Her eyes lit up as she saw her friend wave at her from the other side of the hall, She flashed a quick smile before jumping towards her cutely with her hands tucked in the pocket of her jacket. She seemed like a different person; I had never seen such a playful side of hers and it struck me in another way.