Prologue - Everything

"I still can't believe your aunt let you stay." Brady said, entwining our fingers as we walked down the beach.

"I know," I said, swinging our arms back and forth, "And it's thanks to you. If you weren't here, I would probably be out of here by now."

"I bet you're pretty glad you met someone like me, right?" he said cheekily.

"Of course," I replied poking him.

"You know," he began, "I still remember that day."

"What day?" I asked, curious.

"The day we met." He said, like it was the most obvious thing in the world.

"I remember. You were the blonde surfer with the big ego." I said, teasingly.

"Hey!" he shouted, mock offended. "That's not very nice."

"Aw," I cooed, "Is little Brady hurt?"

He laughed and shoved me. I shoved him too. He shoved me back. Pretty soon, we were both on the sand, giggling.

I looked at him and smiled.

"What?" he said.

"Nothing," I replied. "I'm just thinking how I'm glad I stayed here."

"Me too," he said smiling, before kissing me sweetly.

"We should probably head back inside." I said, a couple minutes later.

"You're right." He said, but he didn't make a move to get up.

We just laid there for what felt like forever. Finally I got to my feet.

"Come on, grandpa will be worried." I said. He just kept staring into space.

"Remember when we first…" he commented, trailing off.

"What?" I asked, looking down at him.

He looked up at me, a smile on his face.

"Everything"

Author's Notes: There you go. I know it's short, but it's a prologue. Go with it. Hope it's not too OOC. And sorry in advance if I base Brady on Austin a bit.