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Your Future Awaits

Summary:
bannerThank you to the wonderful Oh, Mike how will I go on for this Perfect Banner!!! Go read her stories! Bella feels a strong pull towards the Czech Republic, always dreaming of a strange man on the Charles bridge that she can never reach. So when she graduates high school and gets a mysterious letter stating that her tuition to go to university in Prague has been taken care of, she follows fate towards her destiny. But once there, will she finally unravel her mysterious dreams and the stranger within, or the danger lurking beneath them? AU and yes this is a BxE, but with a few twists along the way... Rated Adult for Lemon's in the end.


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11. Greatest Date Ever!

Rating 5/5   Word Count 2014   Review this Chapter

I had become quite comfortable with Edwards family since I had met them. Emmett had assumed the role of the big brother I never had, Alice was the best friend and sister that I had never known I had wanted and needed. Jasper was kind of like that cousin that you knew was always there for you, but still kept a distance. And Rosalie....z88; Well, she was just Rosalie. I had been warned of what to expect and so her cold demeanor didn’t really offend me that much. I was determined to win her over someday. And Edward was everything I had never imagined I would want; he was my soul mate in every sense of the word. Looking back, I wonder how I ever was complete before him. Needless to say, things were going amazingly well, which only meant that something was bound to go wrong sooner or later.

"So Bella, are you excited for the banquet this Saturday?" Alice squealed as she gracefully plopped on to the sofa next to me as I tried to focus on my homework in front of me.

"Not really, especially if I don’t finish this packet of homework by nest Monday." I frowned. I wasn’t exactly looking forward to the banquet because they just weren’t my cup of tea, but the loads of homework I had yet to finish didn’t help my enthusiasm.

"But you have to go! You’ll meet your benefactor and show him how grateful you are for his scholarship. And I really want to dress you up in this new Chanel dress I bought today!" She said pleadingly.

"Exactly, it’s a banquet to meet my benefactor. Don’t you think it’s kind of ridiculous since it’s you?" I argued. I wasn’t blind as to how much money the Cullens had, and I knew full well that it was Alice and Esme’s plan from the start to set us up. I figured that Esme had probably let Alice know of where I had wanted to go, and Alice pulled some strings in her crazy matchmaking mind of hers.

"What in the world are you talking about?" Alice asked perplexed.

"You’re kidding me right?" I said not believing her.

"Kidding about what? I’m not your benefactor Bella," Alice said, confused and hesitant.

"You’re not? But you had wanted to set your brother and me up and I just thought that made you set this all up. Are you being serious with me Alice?" I asked. Thinking back on my letter informing me of my scholarship, it was looking a bit sketchy. There was never a name or number enclosed, even when I had written back to it to inquire of my sponsor, the only thing that was went was my first check. There was no name, no address, just a PO Box, and a check that came in monthly. I never even applied for this scholarship, or told them of my address in Prague, but magically it always appeared every first Monday of the month. I never questioned it because I didn’t want to ruin a good thing, and then when I thought that it was Alice that was my benefactor, I had been thinking of a way to ask about it and offer to pay her back, but now that she wasn’t, then who was?

"No, I’m not." She said, her eyes inquiring as to why I looked sort of freaked out. I quickly explained what I had just been thinking about in my head. "So what you’re saying is… Someone you don’t know gave you a scholarship you didn’t apply for and is paying for your entire tuition here? What if your guidance counselor applied for you?"

"I don’t know, maybe. But don’t you think it’s weird that they’re paying for all of it, they don’t even know me." I asked.

"Do you still have all the letters that they sent you, maybe even a check?" She asked. I nodded. "Good. Why don’t you bring them over tonight before your date with Edward, and Jasper and I will look into it. Maybe we can find something to link them to someone.

"Really? Alice, you are amazing!" I said as I hugged her.

"That’s what best friends are for. Besides, in exchange for my superior sleuth skills, you’re going to the banquet in the Chanel dress I bought you, no arguments allowed." She said with a note of finality in her voice.

"Ok, Nancy Drew," I smiled at her.

"Ha, I prefer to be called Sherlock Alice Holmes, thank you very much." She said springing up from the couch. "I’ll see you later, remember to bring the letters with you." She said as she left my apartment. Not 10 minutes later I heard a knock on my door.

"That’s weird, I wonder who that is." I mumbled to myself as I made my way to the door. I dearly hoped it wasn’t Edward, seeing as I was dressed in a tank top and yoga pants with my hair thrown up in a messy bun. I opened the door and before me stood a man well dressed in a very expensive looking suit.

"Good afternoon Mademoiselle, I am looking for a Miss Swan?" He asked in a heavy French accent.

"That is me," I smiled at him.

"Oh forgive me, Miss Swan. I was not told she was as lovely and beautiful as yourself." He purred, I couldn’t help but blush as the forward compliment. "I have an invitation for you, it is from my employer. I was asked to deliver it and await a response." He explained, handing me a letter. It was a thick parchment paper, lined with a silk. I carefully opened it and inside in red ink was an invitation to be escorted to the banquet this Saturday.

"I’m sorry, but who is your employer?"z88; I asked before I finished the letter.

"I believe there is an explanation in the letter." He gesture to the bottom, patiently standing in my doorway as I read the letter. I continued reading, soaking in the information. It seemed this was an invitation from my benefactor, asking if I would like to be escorted by him. But there was no name. This was becoming increasingly frustrating.

"Okay, I finished it, but I still don’t have a name." I said, a little irritation leaking into my tone.

"I was asked no to disclose that information Mademoiselle." He said, with a smug smirk stuck on his lips.

"Well, in that case, I don’t think I will be attending the banquet with your employer." I said.

"Might I ask that you reconsider? My employer does not take kindly to being rejected." He said. I could feel a threat underneath his tone.

"Only if he considers giving me his name first. You must understand that I am a far cry from my home in the US, so to go to a banquet with someone who refuses to allow me any clue as to their identity in a foreign country is beyond my comfort zone," I said with as much finality as I could muster. What was it with these creepy guys and the word no?

"Very well, he shall see you at the banquet. I hope you have a lovely time." I gave a smile as he walked down the steps to his waiting car. I closed my door and shuddered, fully creeped out by my recent visitor. Despite his compliments and smiles, there was something sinister about him. I was now a little worried to meet my benefactor.

****Later that night******

"He said what?!" Alice shrieked.

"He said he’s taking me to the Charles Bridge for a private dinner." I said, as giddy as a school girl. I was spilling all the details Edward had given me about our date tonight. When I had arrived at his house, Alice pulled me upstairs to make sure I looked perfect, reapplying makeup here and there and spritzing me with a light spray of perfume. I don’t know why she pretended like she didn’t know what he was planning, but I appreciated the chance to bask in my excitement. I hadn’t told her about my employer’s assistant’s visit, and she hadn’t mentioned anything so I began to wonder if she even saw it. I decided to just forget about the encounter, Alice would find out who my benefactor was eventually anyway.

"Okay, you’re ready to go." She said, pushing me out the door. "Edward, she’s coming down!" I slowly descended the stairs, imagining it looked like a bad teen movie where the nerdy girl comes down the stairs after she’s been turned into a total hottie.

"Bella you look stunning, I hope my sister was nice." Edward smiled at me as he kissed my lips softly.

"Very, very nice." I said.

"Shall we?" he said as he took my hand and led me to the car. It was a short ride from their house to the entrance to the bridge. I got out of the car and was blown away by what I saw. There were velvet ropes closing off the entrance, no doubt on both sides, with two huge men making sure no one got past them. Tourists were standing around snapping pictures, trying to see the bridge and get past the security guards. Edward gripped my hand and led me forward, turning to smile at me ever few feet. As we approached the security guards, I expected them to block our path, but they only nodded to Edward and stepped aside, letting us through. I heard flashes going off behind us and multiple languages probably asking who we were and how we got to go on the bridge. This was the first time I had ever heard of the bridge being closed off, except for a movie or music video. As Edward and I made our way to the center of the bridge where I could faintly see a table set up, I took in the scene before me. There were strings of twinkling lights lighting our path, rose petals strewn on the floor, tea light candles on the ledge of the wall, surrounding the saints towering over us, it was beautiful. I was beginning to feel my eyes moisten as I realized all this was for me. Edward had created this perfect date and had accomplished the impossible for me. A tear escaped just as Edward turned to me.

"Bella... What’s wrong? Are you okay, did I do something?" He asked, worry strewn over his features.

"Edward…This is the most romantic, loving, amazing, breath taking thing anyone has ever done for me, of course I’m going to be emotional!" I said, laughing at myself. He instantly relaxed.

"You like it then?" he asked, turning fully to face me, his hand cupping my cheek.

"I love it, and I love you," I said as I leaned in and kissed him tenderly on the lips.

"Mmm... I’m glad. Come, have dinner." He mumbled against my lips as he turned and led the way to the table. The table was draped in a beautiful champagne colored satin tablecloth with a black lace overlay, Gothic candelabra, lit with white candles, and the finest china I’m sure Edward could get his hands on.

"This is amazing." I whispered as I took my seat. "Wait, what are you going to eat?"

"Nothing, the chef only made enough for one. I just have a place setting for appearances sake only." He laughed.

The rest of the dinner past in a haze. We talked about everything from my childhood to the decades he’s seen. I told him about my mom, and he talked about Carlisle and Esme. I was enraptured by the setting sun and the array of colors, and he watched me enjoy it. We danced to the small quartet he hired, playing our favorite classical songs, laughing at my inability to dance in the heels Alice had me wear. It was a beautiful night, going down in history as the greatest date ever!