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Love Roulette

Viva Las Vegas

"I wouldn't mind that one." Alice said as one of the twenty million men we had seen came walking pass. Las Vegas, Nevada was definitely hottie central.

"Too sweet, guaranteed cavity." Rosalie replied.

"Yep, maybe your right." Alice muttered back.

"Wait…What?" We were sitting at a table in the Casino of our hotel, people watching, well man hunting really. And once again I was lost by the conversation that was going on between Alice and Rosalie. "Why would he give you a cavity?"

They both laughed "Bella… Bella, oh I wonder how it feels to be so young and innocent." Alice mocked. "Bella the guy was homosexual." And of course they were right the guy walked about past hand in hand with another guy hot enough to rival an Abercrombie and Fitch model.

"I wonder if I can change his mind about being gay?" Rosalie said. Her eyes were glued to the gorgeous couple as they strutted by. I playfully slapped Rosalie on the arm and shook my head shamefully while Alice giggled.

I was very lucky to have both of my best friends with me, on this adventure to Vegas. We had each worked our butts off saving up for this trip. I knew Alice since grade school and she's been my best friend every since she told me that my orange rain boots clashed horribly with my purple dress.

She then went to her cubby hole and pulled out a gorgeous pair of black sandals, black is a color that goes with anything and everything she told me. When I replied that they would get wet because of the rain, she scoffed and said that she has more than one pair of black shoes, replacing those would be no problem.

She's been my personal stylist ever since and it didn't surprise me when she went to college to study fashion.

Rosalie was a different story. Even though Alice and I went to the same college, we were each given different dorm rooms. While I got quiet and shy Angela Webber as a room mate, Alice got hot and feisty Rosalie Hale.

At first Rosalie and Alice didn't along, Rosalie could come off as bitchy and stuck up. And Alice would often camp out with me in my dorm in my twin bed. Thank goodness we were both so small.

But one day as I was helping Alice pack from one of her many shopping trips, She modeled her brand new pair of Christian Louboutin Suede Ankle Boots and Rosalie nearly fainted when she walked in and saw the shoes on Alice's size five feet.

After that day, Rosalie became the third to our trio and we learned that being a bitch was only a cover and that the heart that we thought froze over inside her chest wasn't so cold after all.

Sophomore year we rented a tiny cute little apartment from an old lady and we moved in together, junior year we decided that when all this hard work was over we were going on a much needed vacation. Where and how were our biggest concerns. So we each got jobs. Alice at a clothing store in the mall. Rosalie at a mechanic shop where she wore Dickie jumpsuits with oil stains and still looked like the hottest thing around. And me at the local Starbucks, which was a horrible idea considering that I'm the clumsiest person ever. After my first week there my manager decided that I couldn't touch anything that was hot.

With our parents chipping in to pay for our apartments and needs, the only thing we had to worry about was the where. We brought a giant map that showed the USA and brought several pins to throw at it. We each took turns aiming at the map.

Rosalie being the tallest of all three of us, pin stuck to Olympia, Washington. Which we all had been to several times. Alice being the shortest of us aimed and ended hitting Tupelo, Georgia. Which we googled and found out that was pretty much nothing there. I of course being me tried to throw the pin at the board but it hit the picture of Alice's parents standing with an impersonator of Elvis Presley in Las Vegas.

And that's how we ended up with Vegas as our destination, my crooked aim which was at least five feet off. In the end our parents surprised us or mainly Alice and Rosalie's parents gave us quite a bit of money to cover everything we needed and much much more.

It was there farewell gift, stating that now that we were each twenty-one it was time for us to stop mooching off their money. Which was perfectly fine we each saw ourselves as grown, sophisticated women. I was taking a job with the Seattle Times Newspaper, while Alice was going to Paris to study there for three months and Rosalie was going to work at the local elementary school. Who would have thought that mean old Rosalie Hale could actually be so sweet.

And if that doesn't work out for her than she can always go to California and become a model.

"Let's play 21!" Alice yelled, shaking me out of my thoughts. Before we left we brought the movie 21 and since then Alice has come to believe that she is a card pro. I just believe that she is incredibly lucky. She pulled us over to an empty blackjack table and we faced the smiling card dealer. We each set some chips forward and the dealer dealt the cards.

Rosalie went first followed by Alice, I went after and finally the dealer. After our second card Rose decided to play it safe with 18. Alice was still at 12 after two cards and I was up to 17. The dealer was at 15. After Alice's third card she was left at twenty. My third card was a nine. Making my hand a bust. It was between Alice and the dealer and the dealer pulled an 8. Making Alice a lovely dealer of all our chips.

I turned my attention to the slot machines, something a little less difficult. After begging Alice to let me go I stumbled over to the first empty one I saw. The casino was getting busier as it got later. I stuck a coin into the machine and pressed the button on the panel. No luck what so ever must have left it back at the table with Alice. I pulled out another coin but dropped it as I was getting ready to stick it in the slot.

I bent over to get the coin but didn't see it. I turned around still bent over and looked through all the swarming legs that were passing by. Aha! There it was, I reach to grab the little coin. "Ouch!" somebody slammed into me making me fall forward.

"Oops, sorry." I looked up to match the face to the voice of the person that knocked me over. "Didn't see you down there." Clearly there was amusement in his voice and it irritated me.

He was tall, taller than me by several inches and his built was lanky, but there was muscle. You could tell that he worked out through the black t-shirt he was wearing. His eyes were green and his hair was a mix between red and brown. It was untidy, like he didn't know how to use a brush.

He was handsome, like Adonis himself but hotter. But I was still annoyed and at the moment and I tried not to care how handsome he was.

"Bella!"

I turned around to see who was calling me and saw Rosalie and Alice running my way. They each grabbed an arm and hoisted me off the floor, my coin in my hand.

I turned back towards the guy that knocked me over and he was gone.

"What happened?" Rosalie asked. This was nothing new they were always picking me up off the ground.

"I dropped my coin, and while I was looking for it someone knocked me over." I didn't bother to tell them that he was gorgeous it wouldn't matter anyways, he was gone and I doubted that we would bump into each other again.

But a tiny part of me wished that we would.

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a/n: continue?