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.
