Probable Theorem

A New Start

"Mom, come on! Just keep driving!"

The truck came to a slow stop and she put the truck in park before turning to her son. "We're here."

Patton perked up and looked out the window before spotting the building he recognized from the photos. He quickly threw the door open and jumped out, racing out of the truck and to the building in front of him. It was definitely smaller than the last place, but that just meant it was cheaper too. There was no roof for them to gather on top of anymore and they lived on the ground floor this time, but it was close to the main road and the bus stop was right there. It was going to be an adjustment to the bigger building closer to the center of the city they had before, but as long as he got to live with his roommates, Patton didn't mind at all.

"It looks cozy." His mother spoke, closing the truck door behind her. "It's more the college residential area, isn't it? Good thing none of you drive, parking would be impossible."

"It is a bit different." He turned and smiled at his mother. "I like that it's a bit different, though!"

A creaking behind him led Patton to turn back to the apartment building. Logan stood in the doorway, looking over with a small smirk on his face. "Oh, he's cute." Patton heard his mother whisper as she leaned in. He chose to ignore her and run towards the building and up the small stairs.

"Well, greetings Patt-oof!" Logan stumbled back a step as Patton launched himself and latched onto Logan in a tight hug. "Well, I have missed you too." He chose to ignore the warmth growing on his face and up his ears.

"Come on, give him a hug back already!" Logan looked up as the woman on the sidewalk cupped her hands over her mouth and yelled over at them. Choosing not to make a bad first impression, Logan wrapped his arms around Patton while the other looked up at him. After getting his hug, Patton pushed away and turned towards his mother, shooting her a glare. "What? I was helping!"

"You're embarrassing, mom! I get it that it's your job but could you at least give us a minute?" His mother waved a hand at them before turning to the truck bed and taking off the cables that held everything down. "Sorry about her."

"It's quite alright. I wasn't exactly against it." Logan smiled down at Patton, before looking back to the truck. "Margaret, right?"

"Hmm?"

"Your mother's name." Logan brushed off his shirt of imaginary dirt. "I want to greet myself properly. Do I look okay?"

Patton smiled at Logan who was busy fussing with his shirt, not satisfied with how it sat no matter how many times he fixed it. "Just go say hi, she doesn't bite."

"Has that been a proven fact?" He muttered under his breath before looking over at Patton. Logan took a moment before walking down the small stairs and toward the truck. The sound of footsteps caused the woman to look over her shoulder at Logan. She turned and crossed her arms, smiling at the nervous man, a smirk on her face as she waited for him to talk. "Hello. My name is Logan." He reached out a hand and cringed at himself with how formal and stiff the greeting was. "A pleasure to meet you, Margaret."

Her eyebrows shot up in surprise. "Excuse me?" He placed her hands on her hips and Logan jumped back in surprise. "What did you just call me?"

Logan quickly retracted his hand and fell into a complete panic. "Well, I apologize. I was-"

"That is Maggie to you, mister!" She took a step forward and stared him down with an intense glare. "And no handshaking, you either give me a hug or you don't bother at all!" She threw her arms out and wrapped Logan in an embrace, pinning his arms to his sides. She bent herself back and picked him up off the ground and Logan let out a yelp in surprise. Once his feet were firmly planted on the ground, she let go and Logan stumbled backward, grabbing and adjusting his glasses and staring up at the woman in shock. "Got it?"