Author's Note: Short holiday treat for my lovely readers. I'll write some more after I finish some actual homework.
Thanksgiving at the Crabgrass house was an event. The house was decked with holiday cheer early, as Mrs. Crabgrass had a special affection for the Christmas season. Moze was always awed at how spacious the large house was even with two Christmas threes, several festive wreathes, dozens of feet of garland and popcorn strings and more.
The math lover stood in the Crabgrass kitchen, helplessly shifting from foot to foot as Suzie and her mother moved in sync around the room, each refusing Jennifer's offers of assistance.
"Really, I could—"
"No!" The Crabgrass women said in unison.
Suzie walked over to Jennifer, picking up the taller girl's hands, "Relax, Jennifer, we're good. Go watch some TV or something. My dad should be home soon, and he's a terror in the kitchen. Keep him company for us, okay?"
Moze nodded. "Okay." She walked into the perfectly decorated living room and sat on the expensive leather couch. Turning on the satellite TV, she flipped to the Food Network and started watching a Thanksgiving episode of Challenge. After about 20 minutes the door opened, revealing a tired-looking Mr. Crabgrass.
Mrs. Crabgrass poked her head out of the kitchen. "Long day at work, sweetie?"
"Yes," Mr. Crabgrass dropped his bag carefully, "very." He walked into the living room after kissing his wife quickly. "Oh, hello Jennifer. I completely forgot you were coming! Welcome to our home," shedding his coat and tie, Mr. Crabgrass pulled Jennifer up from the couch and into a hug.
Moze happily returned the hug, feeling incredibly at home with Suzie and her parents. This was the first Thanksgiving she'd spent away from home and there was no where else she'd rather be.
"Hey, Jennifer, could you help me with something?" Suzie called.
Moze excused herself as Mrs. Crabgrass came into the living room to talk to her husband. Entering the kitchen, Moze stopped as the smells of turkey, stuffing, apple pie and about seven other dishes hit her nose.
"Jennifer?" Suzie walked over and poked Jennifer in the nose.
Moze, who was standing with her eyes closed, felt them flutter open to see Suzie standing in front of her in the doorway to the kitchen. She was giggling. "What?"
Suzie pointed up. "My mother must have just put it up a few minutes ago."
Looking up, Moze saw a sprig of mistletoe. "Oh," she said, a warm feeling filling in the pit of her stomach. Over the past several weeks, Moze had been trying to figure out how to bring up her feelings for Suzie. Now she had the chance, maybe.
"Hey," Suzie put her hand on Jennifer's arm. When the taller girl looked at her, she leaned up quickly. Their lips met for a few breathless moments.
Mrs. Crabgrass stopped short, seeing her daughter kissing Moze. Smiling, she turned and walked back into the living room.