Eternally Addicted's Fanfiction: August 2012

Last year My-Bella and I donated a one shot to the Fandom for Luekemia and Lymphoma Society-Fandom4LLS fundraiser.

Our amazing and wonderful fandom raised $5,500 for this most deserving cause. We'd like to beat that amount this year and hope that all of you, our fantastic readers, will help us do that.

All it takes is a small $5.00 donation to get the entire compilation, and all donations over $20 are tax deductible.

The list of Twilight authors that have signed up to contribute to the compilation is long and amazing, including many who signed up last year and some new ones as well. And for those of you out there who are Hunger Games fans too, they have also expanded the compilation to include those authors and stories as well.

My-Bella and myself are both donating Twilight one-shots again this year and hope you can help us with this extremely worthy cause.

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My-Bella and I would also like to share with you the teasers and banners for our one shots.

Even if you can't find your way around the kitchen to save your life, I promise you will love this version of Edward and Bella that My-Bella has served up in Mr. Unconventional.

“I’ve found that when you’re in a new city, it’s nice to know at least one person.”

“I hardly think an elevator ride qualifies as knowing a person.”

His smile changed and became a crooked, cocky grin. “Oh, I know you … You’ve always secretly wanted to try oysters but you’ve been afraid of not liking them and having the mystery of their appeal ruined. You’re here to try the food, but you’re also reluctant to go too far out of your comfort zone. You want a push and a friend to take the journey with you. I know you and I know you’ll come to the restaurant tonight, whether you try the oysters or not.”

“You’re crazy,” she said, laughing him off even as her stomach twisted with the truth of his words.

“Tell me your name.”

“Why?”

She had thought his smile was bone-melting but it was nothing to the piercing look in his green eyes at that moment. “So I’ll know what to call you when I invite you to sit at my table.”

“It’s Bella.”

He scrunched his face and shook his head before grinning at her once more. “I like the French version better. See you tonight, Belle.”

He stepped completely into the hall and then stood there smiling at her until the elevator door closed.

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For my one shot, I've written my own little tale based loosely on the song Just A Dream by Carrie Underwood.

Biology had been my first class of the day. I remembered how I’d been chewing on my lip so hard I nearly bit threw the skin as I had walked into the biology lab and handed my new student slip to the teacher, Mr. Banner. I wanted to bolt for the door when he’d first directed me to sit at a table near the back of the class next to this boy with a rusty shade of brownish hair, doodling on his notebook and not paying an ounce of attention to what was going on around him.

When I pulled my stool out to sit down, it scrapped loudly across the floor making a sound similar to that of a fork being raked across a chalk board causing everyone to stare at me. Feeling horrified by the unwanted attention I wanted to bolt from the room once again, but knowing I couldn’t I forced myself to sit on the stool. In that same moment, Edward looked over at me. His lips were turned up into this smile that seemed to only form on one side of his mouth as he held out his hand and introduced himself to me. The second I took his hand and looked into his eyes I saw this amazing twinkle that to this day I still can’t explain why or how, but it somehow eased all my fears, letting me know instantly that everything would be okay.

That day was the beginning of my and Edward’s relationship. We’d started out as friends, even though we both had later admitted that we’d been attracted to one another from the start. But we had taken our time getting to know each other before we had taken that next step and became more.

Edward had been so sweet and caring as he helped me learn my way around the school and the town. He made me feel welcome and introduced me to his sister Alice and his best friend Jasper. It wasn’t long before the four of us were practically inseparable.

The longer I knew him the more I saw just what a caring, unselfish, loving, and wonderful person he was and falling in love with him had been so easy. Easy as breathing.

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Thanks for being the amazing readers that you are. My-Bella and I both appreciate it tremendously.

See you soon with the next chapter of Somewhere I Belong.

“So, can I ask you a question, Bella?” Kelsey asked as we made our way to my room.

“Sure.”

“I noticed on your paper that your last name is Swan.”

“Oh, yeah it is. Why?”

“Well I couldn’t help but noticed it’s that same as that guy in all those political commercials on TV.”

“Which one, Kelsey? Do you realize how many political commercials there are on TV?” Luke asked his sister.

“Yes, dear brother, I do,” she retorted at her brother before looking over at me and saying, “Before Luke so rudely interrupted me, I was going to say the guy with the bushy mustache.”

“Yep that would be my dad.”

We came to a stop and I looked up to see we had reached the end of the hall and the plaque on the wall had my room number on it. I swiped the plastic room key and opened the door.

As we entered the space, Kelsey inquired, “So do you help with his campaign at all?”

“No,” I stated instantly. “I try to stay as far away from it as possible.”

“Oh,” she said in a somewhat surprised tone. “Well…don’t you support him at all?”

“No. And I know that must seem odd to you, but let’s just say my parents and I don’t see eye to eye on many things. So it’s best if I just stay as far out of my father’s business and political affairs as possible.”

“Hey, I’m sorry,” she said sincerely. “I didn’t mean to upset you. I was just curious.”

I felt bad as soon as she apologized. I knew my voice had taken on a bit of a harsh tone to it, but I had hoped it hadn’t been that noticeable. Apparently it had and I had offended Kelsey with it.

I blew out a gust of air. “No I’m sorry. I didn’t mean to sound crass or anything. My parents are just a sore subject with me.”