A/N: Hey, guys. Yep, it's me, that annoying Kinzee girl again. And, yes, this is the prologue. Don't ask me why I decided to end it in this chapter- I don't know. It just all kind of fell into place yesterday, when the wifi was down, and I just started writing. This is the product of the no wifi and extreme boredom. I hope it's up to all of your standards. XP It'll probably fall short, but, eh. :P Thank you guys for reading. And I was thinking- sequel? Tell me in reviews. And remember, if I don't get reviews, I'll think people don't like it and wont write a sequel. So, bring in the reviews, please. Love y'all.

Prologue: Happy Baseball Ever After- For Now

When we were younger, summer seemed to last forever. Now it seems like three months were actually days. And, although some bad things had happened this summer, it was the best summer of my life. I met the guys, Emily, and I met Benny, even if things didn't come out as I planned.

Summer was coming to a close. In two weeks school would start again, leaving us to play baseball only in the afternoons. School work and projects would fill up our schedule faster than you can say, 'School is in session.' And that would also mean less time to hang out with Benny. I mean the guys. No guy in particular.

My hand healed, and today was the day I got my cast off. Over time, the cast had accumulated more art work and signatures. I actually kind of didn't want to take it off. But the thought of playing again made me anxiously excited. After I got it taken off, I ran to the sandlot, a huge smile on my face, and a glove on my hand. The guys greeted me cheerily.

And then it happened.

It happened so quickly, I wasn't really aware of what happened. One second I was grinning, high-fiving the team, and then it was Benny's turn. Somehow, I went onto my tip-toes and he seemed to be drawn towards me, too. Our lips pressed together, for two seconds, and my brain couldn't function properly. I took a woozy, confused step back, a frown on my face. The other guys seemed almost as confused as I was, as Benny's cheeks turned scarlet. "That… Never happened."

"Never happened," I agreed, thankful Emily was mysteriously not there. "Um… Let's play some ball. I'm batting." The guys, grateful for the awkward moment passing, nodded and got into their places. Kenny pitched a curved ball, which I missed by a mile. He threw a fast ball next, which, once again, I missed. Then he threw an easy ball. Straight forward and slow.

I missed.

"I must be rusty," I lied, shrugging. Truthfully, my brain was still spinning from the kiss. I was confused and happy and in a slight daze.

They let me pitch after that, which I was able to succeed at. It didn't seem like a month had passed since I hadn't been able to play. I played just as well (except for batting) as I had before. After about an hour, my hand started to cramp. It never did that before. I flexed it a couple of times, and announced I'm going to take a break, letting Kenny take his place as pitcher again.

After another thirty minutes, I joined the game again in the outfield, not really minding not getting much play. At the end of the day, Scotty, Benny, Ham, and I walked towards our houses. After Scotty and Ham departed, it was just Benny and I for a brief second. We turned to face each other awkwardly. We both tried to speak at once, causing us both to laugh. "You go first," I offered. He nodded.

"Emily and I… we're done." I stared at him, confused. "She's moving," he said in explanation. I nodded slowly. Then, I cleared my throat and pushed the words out of my mouth before I could think them over.

"What did that kiss mean?"

He stared at me for a moment. "I'm… not sure. I was hoping you could tell me." I sighed.

"Unfortunately, I can't," I bit my lip and ran a hand through my hair. "Do you want it to mean something?" Benny was silent. "Tell me," I insisted. "Was it just something that happened or…."

"I don't know, Belle," he replied slowly. "I'm glad it happened, though." He grinned that gorgeous crooked smile at me. I couldn't help but smile back, feeling a tingling sensation in my stomach.

"Me too."

And he did it again. He kissed me. It lasted four seconds, at the most, but…. The dizzy feeling lasted long after that.

"I'll see you tomorrow, Belle," he stuck a hand in the back pocket of his jeans, and stumbled backwards, a goofy grin on his face. I nodded, smiling back.

"Bye."

And, with that, I turned and walked inside, ready to squeal about it to my mom.

And, for the first time since I arrived, the house actually felt like home.

A/N: I hope y'all liked it. Love y'all with all my heart. I'm feeling sappy right now. I don't even like Miley Cyrus or the show Hannah Montana and I'm listening to one of those 'I'll remember you' songs by her. :P Yeah... Anyways, review, please? I'll even accept (Trying so hard not to laugh right now) R&Fs. Bahaha... Anyways, bye, guys.