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Chapter 2: Emmett's Bull
Bella's POV
We made our way into the bar. Alice was in the lead pushing people out of the way earning shocked and irritated glares. Edward was ahead of me pulling me along as I looked sheepishly at the floor. If I wasn't a vampire, this type of situation would have had me blushing and tripping every two feet. Suddenly Edward stopped and I plowed into him staggering back a few steps. I quickly recovered and saw what made them stop. A few feet ahead was a large, thick chunk of metal covered in dark-brown leather. A beige leather saddle strapped to its back. The metal beast was enclosed by a snow-white picket fence with ugly yellow squares of hay guarding the front and back. The floor was covered in cobalt-blue wrestling mats, so that when the humans fell off they wouldn't hit the hard concrete floor. Of course Emmett didn't need to worry about falling off.
Emmett's POV
I had to wait in line behind two humans. They smelled like stale beer and peanuts so I was especially grateful vampires didn't have to breathe. There was some sort of contest being held in which the person who could remain on the bull the longest on the highest setting won the giant gold trophy. 'Piece of cake,' I thought.
The first guy in line only lasted about three seconds before falling safely onto the mat. He crawled away and threw up noisily into a wooden barrel. The man in front of me managed to last one minute on the metal beast before falling off with a loud THUD.
He staggered over to me and slurred, "Goood uck beatin thhat tough guy."
Shoving him aside, I leapt onto the bull while the man behind the controls turned it on high. I saw Alice had that wide-eyed look, but I just assumed she saw me winning. Half the line that was behind me had disappeared as I leapt off after about ten minutes.
The others were looking tense as I made my way over to stand with them. Before I could ask what was wrong Alice snapped out of another vision.
"I was going to say we needed to get out of here, but it's too late now," she stated as we all looked at her in confusion.
Well everyone but Edward who had a slightly panicked expression on his face, and his arms wrapped protectively around Bella's waist. We didn't get to ask what was wrong before an angry and very heated bar fight erupted.
"I did not steal your pink shimmer lip gloss," said the dark-skinned man with the over-sized head.
The short brunette pushed the man, making him stagger backwards and slam into the man standing behind him spilling his drink. It was like a domino effect after that, punches were thrown, people wrestled on the dirty floor, and flashing blue and red lights appeared in the window.
We hadn't noticed until it was too late that we were standing in a pool of the large-headed mans blood. It's a good thing his blood smelled horrible mixed with the liquor and peanut shells on the floor, unless Jasper would have lost control.
Almost everyone else in the bar had escaped through the back doors leaving the six of us looking extremely guilty as the cops burst through the doors. We were handcuffed, read our rights, and thrown into the back of the LVPD squad cars. With lights flashing and sirens blaring, we made our way to the station.
