Meeting Again Who: Teddy and Billy When: November 22, 2012 Where: Supermarket What: Fate refuses to leave these two alone, so they once more bump into each other! Rating: PG
The stores on Thanksgiving Day were crazy.
Teddy was elbowed into by an older lady who was hurrying by with a bag of brown sugar. There were other harried, panicked shoppers grabbing everything from pies to rolls to hard liquor. In Teddy's case, he was after cranberries.
Actual cranberries. Now, this was not so terribly unusual. He and his mom loved fresh cranberries. They would eat them out of the bag, keeping them in the fridge much like grapes. However, this year his mom wanted to ruin them by boiling them with a bunch of sugar and making a cranberry sauce out of them. All because her boyfriend was coming over.
Not that Teddy minded that Mom finally had a boyfriend, especially because he seemed all kinds of right. Philip was friendly, nice, had a good job, was smart, and obviously made her happy. The faint worried lines that always seemed to edge her eyes were giving way to happier ones, and she seemed ten years younger around him.
She also had become a bit crazy. In that she suddenly wanted to make Thanksgiving more special and was trying to do everything correct and traditional. Teddy had told her it was just dinner and she should relax. That had sent him scrambling out of the house to get cranberries now.
So here he was, baseball cap and jacket on, wandering by the deli and towards the produce area.
And he saw him.
Teddy came to a dead halt, staring at the other teen. He knew it wasn't Tommy. Tommy he had just seen yesterday at the Titan's Thanksgiving, and his hair had still been silver. Also, as he watched the other boy waiting for a couple to move away from the pies, he was struck by how differently he moved. Tommy moved sharp and impatient. This guy didn't. He was shifting his weight easily from one foot to the other, eyes down as he waited. That was far from Tommy-like behavior.
But the resemblance was...
Teddy was moving toward him before he could even really think why, coming up to his side and pausing. Usually he talked easily to people. This time the blond swallowed down his nervousness, lifting his hand in an awkward, stupid little wave to get his attention.