Knock Me Out

Chapter 21

Thanksgiving.

"Chaniëlle sit down and stop acting so crazy!" Says my mom.

I've been jumping around and cracking jokes since morning, while the others are preparing everything for tonight.

I was going to stuff the turkey, but decorating looked like it had more fun. So my mom and Megan's aunt did the stuffing.
She and Chris' aunt are helping my mom and Cordelia out in the kitchen.

Chris and Megan are on the rooftop, busy with the decoration and me.......

Well I'm just walking around and checking if everything is going as good as it should go. Plus I'm spreading the positivity and the good humor. After helping with the decorations for a while I got bored.

"Get out of the kitchen. You're disturbing us. Go make yourself useful!" Aunt Mary says, pushing me out of the kitchen.

"Fine! I was just trying to help by checking on you guys. You know what I mean?"

"No Belle, we have no clue what you mean. You'd be helping us a lot more if you went outside and let us work in peace" Alicia says. She's Chris' aunt.

"My name is Chaniëlle and not Belle!" I yell and walk out of the kitchen before she says anything else.

When I was younger I believed I was princess Belle from 'Belle and the Beast'. I told everyone my name was Belle. She's the only person who still calls me that.

I walk out of the house and go into our garden.

If they don't want my entertainment I will stay away from them. I won't bother them anymore. I'll just sit here, between the red roses......all alone.

Five minutes go by and it feels like I've been sitting here for hours.

Who am I kidding?? I'm bored and I'm going back inside. My energy level is too high to just sit here.

Maybe I should go and help Chris and Megan out with the decorations.

Yeah I'll do just that.

After I sort of helped with the decorating and setting the table, it's already 3:00 pm.

There is so much food. Enough to feed thirty hungry people.

We all finish up and then we go get dressed.

I'm wearing a white dress that goes up till my mid tights. It shows of my body perfectly, even though that wasn't my intention. I brush my hair and just leave it for what it is, cause I don't know exactly what to do with it. I then apply some mascara, eyeliner and lip gloss.

I put on my white pumps and go downstairs.

When I walk into the room Chris is the only one there and his eyes scan me from head to toe, before he makes eye contact with me. He has this look in his eye I can't quite name, but it makes me feel warm on the inside.

He's wearing an all white outfit. The shirt has long sleeves with tiny holes all over, that makes me see a little of what is underneath it. His hair looks so sexy, even tho it's kinda messy and I know that he didn't do anything to make it look good. It sounds simple, but simple is the last thing it looks on Chris. His body sure is a blessing.

He takes a few steps toward me and kisses me on my cheek.

"You look gorgeous" he whispers, putting his hand around my waist and pulling me closer to him.

"Thanks. I love the white shirt" I smile at him and put my hand on his chest.

With my heals on I'm nearly as tall as he is.