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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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3. The invitation

Rating 5/5   Word Count 1104   Review this Chapter

I couldn’t shake the feeling that I was being watched. It felt that everywhere I went, I was being followed. But I would turn around and no one would be behind me. I was starting to think I was going crazy. It had been 2 weeks since I’d been here, and nothing spectacular or life changing was happening yet. I didn’t really expect something amazing to happen at first, but I thought that the pull I felt to this place would brake at least, and it hasn’t. I still feel like I’m missing something, but I can’t figure out what it is.

It was Saturday, which meant no classes, and I was taking the time to explore the city. I hadn’t seen the castle up close yet, and I thought I would start there. I always started my day walking across the Charles Bridge, sipping my cup of coffee, and always ended it the same way. I looked up at the castle from the bridge; it looked so lonely yet majestic where it sat upon its hill. It was intimidating to tell the truth.

Walking up the slope of the hill, gazing up at the castle through leafless trees, it almost looked like something straight out of a Tim Burton movie. As I passed through the gate, I caught my first glimpse of Saint Vitus’s Cathedral; it took my breath away. It towered over me, almost like a bully towers over his prey. Its gothic baroque style design, mixed with the fog that had yet to retreat created the most eerie sights I have seen in Prague thus far: it was pretty amazing. I looked around me, expecting to see groups of tourists hanging around, and there were none. I hadn’t noticed the lack of people up here and I was beginning to worry if there were visiting hours and I hadn’t noticed. I looked around for and signs that I was trespassing, there was nothing. I hesitantly walked towards the doors to the cathedral, deciding that if I was caught and accused of trespassing, I would feign ignorance.

As I walked through the threshold, I was caught speechless by the beautiful zigzag patterns of the netted vaults crossing down towards the choir. I looked further down to the alter, where there were intricate windows of stained glass, coloring the floor with the light waves of sunlight that had managed to escape the thick clouds above. It was truly breath taking. Just as I noticed that I couldn’t walk any farther die to the velvet ropes holding me back, I heard a rustling of what sound like papers and the tumbling of someone’s footsteps as they tried to leave. For fear of being caught I quickly hid in a dark eave that was off to my right, hoping that the shadows would be enough to hide me. I saw a young man briskly walking out carrying his jumbled mess of papers in his arms, a man I quickly recognized.

“Axton?” I called out as I followed his out the door. “Is that you?”

“Bella?” he said as he turned around. “Oh my god, was that you that walked into the cathedral right now?” he asked nervously.

“Yeah, I didn’t know anyone was in there.”

“I thought it was security or a priest or something. It scared me so I gathered up all my stuff and booked it out of there.” He chuckled, still obviously on edge.

“I’m sorry, I didn’t mean to scare you.” I said apologizing for his anxiety.

“Its okay, I promise. I was just trying to sketch out the stained glass portraits, but I couldn’t really see the detail from behind the rope, so I snuck up to the front and started sketching.” E said motioning to the bundle of paper in his hand. “I think I might have ruined a few in my haste to get out though.”

“Can I see them?” I asked reaching down to grab one that fell from his arms. I glanced at the on in my fingers and blushed at what I saw. “I don’t think this is a cathedral.”

“I didn’t want to forget so I had to put it to paper, but I don’t believe I gave it justice.” He said as he took the sketch from my hand. He smiled at me with a shy smile. “Maybe some day you could let me try it again, with my subject there?” he asked.

“Are you asking me to sit for you?” I asked, my blush turning an atomic shade of red, as I looked down to my feet them back to his face.

“Only if your saying yes.” He said as he more confidently smirked back at me.

“I’ll have to think about that one. I’ll see you around.” I said as I quickly made my way towards the gate.

“Can I have your number?” he called out to me.

“If you really want to see me again, you will.” I said with a smile as I made my way down the road, trying not to fall flat on my face as I did so.

I couldn’t keep the dorky smile off my face as I walked into my apartment awhile later. There was something about this guy that I could get out of my mind, he was intoxicating.

I looked at the pile of letters that the mail man had slipped through my door. I leafed through them, finding a letter from my mom, one from Angela, a school newsletter, and the last one that had no return address. It didn’t even have a stamp. It was simply addressed ‘Bella’. Who would drop a letter off using ‘Bella’ and know where I lived?? I slowly opened it, curious to see who sent this. I pulled out a midnight blue piece of paper, the kind of paper that probably costs $10 a sheet, and read the message written in silver ink.

“Dear Bella,

My parents have told me so much about you that I feel we are like sisters!

They’ve told me that you will be studying in Prague this year and I would love it if we could possibly meet up for dinner while my brother and I are in town.

We’ll send a driver for you tomorrow at 6pm.

See you soon!

Alice Cullen”

This would be an interesting weekend…