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Bella Swan/chemistry is fun
It's like Dexter's laboratory threw up in a fancy reception hall.
Rosalie, your nerd is showing
Beakers and test tubes replace fancy stemware, and there's a legit chemistry lab in the corner where a bartender dressed like a scientist is mixing custom shots in syringes for the guests.
You can barely taste the alcohol.
This is dangerous territory.
This wedding is off the hook.
My best friend hasn't stopped smiling.
Rosalie is so beautiful she makes my eyes hurt.
One of my fellow groomsmen is following me around like a lost puppy, and it's not my boyfriend.
Turns out the owner of the shop that fixed my car happens to also be the father of Jacob Black, wide receiver.
He thinks it's more than a coincidence. It's fate.
I also heard him tell that to a stripper last night while she rubbed her ass in his face.
He's beyond wasted, and his pick-up lines are barely comprehensible.
I try to abandon him at the buffet.
He follows me to the women's bathroom.
Where is Edward?