Alice appeared beside you with that signature grin, her hand slipping easily into yours. “Come on, the Cullens are waiting.”

You followed her through the forest until the trees opened to the familiar clearing, where the family stood ready, gloves on, balls in hand, faces eager.

Emmett waved, “Hope you brought your A-game.”

Alice squeezed your hand gently. “Don’t worry. I’ll make sure you shine.”

She handed you the bat, eyes sparkling with encouragement. “Just watch the ball, trust your instincts.”

The first pitch flew toward you, fast and wild. You swung and connected. The satisfying crack echoed through the trees.

Alice laughed softly. “See? You’re already part of the team.”

Surrounded by the Cullens, you realized this wasn’t just a game, it was where you belonged.