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4: EyEs On Me

"There has to be an equation somewhere."

I threw papers aside, flipped through pages and pages of science books, dug through drawers. It was dark and we didn't turn the lights on in case we got caught.

I knew what Luna would've said had she known I was alone in a dark room with Isaac Marks: What are you doing!? Forget the books, find a table and beg Isaac Marks to give it to you like there's no tomorrow!

Isaac was good with bodies. Specifically, female bodies. He knew what to do and how to hit the right places. He wanted to be a gynecologist, after all.

At least, that's what Luna said. You would've never guessed, considering he played Mr. Professional and never openly flirted with girls. Luna only got him in bed with her because she was the best seducer on campus. She wasn't a dirty talker; her words were sensual embraces that invited security and trust. Her words were the enticing flames and the boys were the stupid moths who couldn't stay away even if they tried. And Luna was beautiful. If any boy had a type, Luna made them forget it.

Isaac was no exception: he'd given Luna a night, and then he was gone. That was Luna's condition: you couldn't spend more than one night with her. She said love came with too many strings, and it wasn't a web she wanted to be stuck in. So she played the black widow who owned the web rather than got stuck in it.

And she didn't care about sharing guys. If I wanted, I could've had any of the guys she brought back to the dorms. Sometimes she even asked me if I wanted to give them a try.

But what I told Luna was true: I didn't want a one-night stand. And even though she would've totally encouraged me to lose my virginity to Isaac tonight, I couldn't. Especially since he was my roommate/best friend's first.

I wanted an emotional connection. I wanted a guy to want me, to want to learn about me and learn about life with me. Isaac wasn't the emotional type, and he believed he already knew everything about the world.

I was born without a soulmate, so I had to find a way to make someone want to be my soulmate. This wasn't solely about losing my virginity. It was about finding someone before I lost my chance. There were only three months of college left, and then I was on to med school where I'd no longer have a life.

"There is no equation." Isaac sat on a table and watched me destroy Professor Howard's room. "Love isn't a problem you can solve. Some people never solve it even when they have it. They just love each other. There's nothing to figure out. And if you feel like you have to figure it out or solve something, then it's not love."

"Maybe not, but there's gotta be some type of chemical reaction that takes place when two people fall in love. If I can figure that out, I can recreate the chemical, find a guy to inhale that chemical, and make him fall in love with me."

"What the hell are you talking about?"

"When the Universe came together and assigned everyone a soulmate, it forgot me. I was born with some kind of guy repellant, an invisible barrier that prevents boys from liking me. Few people are affected by it; it's a rare condition. But I have it. I'm only nineteen years old and I have the condition, Isaac." I stopped searching to slam my hands on the table across from him. He didn't even flinch. "It doesn't have an official name, but I've given it a name: Fran's Disease. And that's when you're destined to be alone."

He stared straight at me, unamused. "What makes you think you have it?"

I sighed. "I've never dated anyone. Dates, yes, but never dated. Guys always leave, even when things seem to be going amazing. Especially when they're going amazing. I've never even kissed anyone!"