a/n Please note that all WitFit entries are unedited. No beta. I don't own Twilight.

***This takes place after chapter 7, Automatic. Same summer.

Word Prompts: Shiny, whiny, tiny

Choose one word and write what your imagination dictates. For an added challenge, include all three words in your entry.

"What are you doing, honey?"

I looked up at my mom shielding her eyes from the sunshine bouncing off my shiny, new kite. Dad bought it so I could fly it at the fourth of July picnic but it wasn't working.

"I can't get it to fly," I said, messing with the strings.

"Your dad will help you when he's done cooking," she said, ruffling my hair.

I huffed and went back to the tangled strings. Every time I tried to run with the kite, the strings tangled and the kite wouldn't lift. The wind was lighter and I needed help but mom didn't like it when I whined. Someone called my mom's name and she went to say hello while I kept fussing with the kite.

"Hey, B!" Emmett Cullen bounced up on the top of the picnic table to sit and nudged the kite. "Whatcha doing?"

"Trying to fly my kite."

I looked behind me to see his brother, Edward Cullen, standing by Esme. She was talking to my mom while he was stared at me. I smiled and waved but he looked around the park at the other families eating and talking.

"What's wrong with your brother," I pouted, turning back to my kite strings.

"What's not wrong with him," he replied. "E! Get your butt over here!"

"Emmett! Watch that mouth," Esme said.

"Sorry ma."

I giggled at Emmett getting in trouble but stopped when Edward plopped down across from me. He didn't look at me but took the strings from my hands.

"Hey," I said, about to snatch it back.

"He can fix it," Emmett said, hopping off the table to run off somewhere. I was busy watching Edward. I hadn't seen him since the first time I met the Cullen boys at the community center. Emmett had come around the few times his mom stopped by our house. My mom liked Esme and they were hanging out a lot. It was nice since they were new in town. I hadn't seen Edward again though. He was never with them and I wanted to ask where he was but never did.

I watched him concentrate on the strings. He was more patient than me and had the kite untangled in no time. He rolled the string around the spool, stopping short of the whole thing and made a smaller ball of string off the spool.

"Here you go," he finally said, handing me the spool and the extra rolled up string. "Feed the kite from that" - pointing to the extra string - "and it should fly."

He gave me a tiny smile and I broke out in a huge grin. "Will you come with me?"

"Sure," he shrugged.

He jumped up and ran with me as I held the kite to the sky, feeling the string escaping the hand-made spool as the wind pulled the kite higher and higher and higher.