3rd pov:
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"Can either of you tell me who wrote the great gatsby?" Rosalie asks. "Judy Bloom?" Emmett asks. "Hilter?" You ask. "F. Scott Fitzgerald." Rosalie corrects after sending you an odd look. "Whos that?" You ask. "The author." She says. "Well why are you saying fuck him?" You ask. "What?" Rose asks. "You just said 'F scott fitzgerald'." Emmett clairifies. "Wh-what did Scott FItzgerald do to you?" Emmett asks. "Yeah!" You say "No thats his first name." Rosalie says. "His name is fuck Scott Fizferald?" Emmett asks. "What?! No!" Rose exclaims. "Well then whats the F stan for?" You ask. "Francis!" Rosalie yells. "Not its gotta be fuck." The male vampire says. "It must be fuck." You say. "It's gotta be fuck." he agrees. "It has to be fuck." You say again. "Why the hell would it be fuck?!" Rosalie exclaims. "Well 'cause otherwise why wouldn't he just say it?" You ask. "Yeah! He's hiding something, it's fuck." Emmett says nodding his head. "Come on, read between the lines Rose." You tell her. "His name is fuck, its fuck." Emmett tells the older girl. "That's completley insane you guys are idiots." Rosalie says. "Yeah well whatever. At least our names aren't fuck!" Emmett yells before the two of you get up and leave. "His name is not FUCK!" Rosalie yells after you.
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