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not. I’m just realistic.”
    “You’re talking about the way all the girls look at you?” I interjected. That was probably rude, but I was just too excited that he was going to explain it to me.
    “Yeah,” Jack said sheepishly. “Everyone kind of… reacts to me a certain way. And you don’t. It’s refreshing. So… that’s what I’m doing here. With you."
    “Wait, wait, wait.” I waved my hands at him, feeling a massive twinge of disappointment. “What about the way other people react to you? Why do they do that?”
    “I don’t know.” Jack shifted slightly, and I knew he was lying. He knew exactly what was going on, but he wasn’t going to tell me.
    “Jack!” I pouted. “That’s not fair!”
    “See?” Jack smiled. “This is refreshing. Do you know how many other people argue with me, about anything?”
    “If you think this is refreshing, just wait.” I tried to glower at him, but his smile was just too damn infectious.
    “Come on,” Jack started walking towards the car again. “You’re gonna freeze to death.”
    “Jack!” I protested, but hurried after him. “What is it? Is it something in the way you smell that I’m just not getting?” He got a look of total surprise and made a clicking sound with his tongue. “What?”
    “Well, yeah, that’s actually pretty much it,” Jack admitted. He unlocked his car and then walked around to the other side, still looking a little stunned. I hopped into the car and he continued, “It’s a pheromone, or something like that.”
    “So, wait. Is that a medical condition or something?”
    “Yeah, I guess.” Jack nodded, as if that answer was sufficient enough. “What kind of medical condition?” I pressed, totally oblivious to the fact that that kind of information was really personal. Really, I’m not usually this forward or nosy. There was just something about Jack that made me lose any sense of formality.
    “A rare one,” Jack replied flippantly and started the car.
    “Well, why don’t I react to it?” I felt terribly perplexed by this whole thing, and then I started to wonder if maybe there was something very wrong with me. Everyone reacted to him, except for me. Maybe I had a seriously botched sense of smell or a brain tumor or something equally horrible. “The pheromones or whatever?”
    “That is a very good question.” Jack pulled out of the parking lot, slipping easily into an opening in the traffic.
    “You don’t actually know why, do you?” I asked. “You don’t know why I’m different then everyone else.”
    “I do not,” Jack admitted, then looked over at me. “But look, Alice, I don’t want you to get hung up on this thing. It’s too hard to explain and… for our purposes, it doesn’t even matter at all.”
    “What purposes?” I narrowed my eyes at him. I didn’t feel nervous or even suspicious of him really, but it seemed like the right thing to do. “In order for this friendship to work, you’re just going to have to accept that there are certain things that I’m not gonna tell you,” Jack said firmly. “I’m not trying to be a dick about this but that’s just the way it is.”
    “And what if I can’t accept that?” Okay, as soon as he said that I’d have to accept things, I knew that I would. Grudgingly, I would follow whatever conditions he put on our friendship.
    “Then we can’t hang out anymore.” He tried to sound matter-of-fact about it, but I could hear the sadness in his voice.
    “This doesn’t make any sense,” I grumbled, but I was already relenting. “Why can’t you just tell me things!”
    “I can’t tell you why I can’t tell!” He said it like it meant something, like I would go, oh yeah, I get it now.
    “This is gonna frustrate me to no end,” I sighed. I was sulking, but that only made him smile.
    “I know.” He was still smiling, but he sounded regretful. “Okay. I’ll drop you off and then you can take some time to think about things and decide if hanging