need to add a bigger city to my collection. And, who knows, I might get lucky and meet someone there like you did here.� Sebastian took a swig of his coffee, crushed the cup in his hand, and tossed it into a garbage can. He popped in his earbuds and began dancing his way around the tombstones. �Looking for someone you know?� I asked. �You never know who you�ll find at one of these places.� Where Alexander had found a moment of peace, Sebastian was restless. He was searching for himself in the many cities plastered on his coffin. But just like in Barcelona, New York, Rome, and the many other places he visited, he hadn�t found a home in Dullsville. Not only was I caffeinated�I was confused. It was more than a giant-size caramel mocha that was creating my insomnia. I lay awake in bed, clutching Nightmare as she fell asleep in my arms. How could she sleep so peacefully when so much was going on? At first I didn�t want another visitor in the Mansion, but now, after meeting Alexander�s best friend, I wasn�t ready for him to leave Dullsville. Sure, he was disorganized and messy, but he had an insight into Alexander that I couldn�t get without him.And I found myself feeling a little jealous that he had the freedom to fly off to the bright lights of the cities far away. I could only imagine what it would be like to have the opportunity to monster-watch at Loch Ness, search for witches in Salem, or camp beneath Dracula�s castle in Romania. Also, I was getting a little attached to Sebastian. It wasn�t only that he was more playful than the other vampires I�d met, like Jagger or Luna, but I was concerned how Alexander would feel when his friend left him behind. I couldn�t imagine a happy existence without Becky by my side. First Alexander�s parents left, and now his best friend would be going. Could this mean that Alexander would want to leave, too? Their visits and eventual returning to his homeland, Romania, might remind him of what he�d been missing since his own arrival in Dullsville. He had roots with his vampire family and friends. And if he didn�t turn me into a vampire, would he eventually become lonely surrounded by mere mortals? I began to wonder if I could possibly be enough reason for him to stay.4 Vampire Love Alexander appeared confident and content in the company of our cryptic clique as we entered Hatsy�s Diner. He hummed �Love Me Tender� as Elvis�s voice crooned throughout the fifties-themed restaurant. Once again our odd threesome was met with glaring eyeballs, but my immortal companions appeared unaware. Sebastian seemed immediately taken with the charm and authenticity of the diner and was intrigued by the juke-boxes. While the vampires picked out a few songs, I found Becky sitting in a red vinyl booth, texting. I plopped down across from her. �Where�s Matt?� I asked. �He has to study. But he says hello.� She held her phone in front of my face. It displayed the words L8TR QT followed by Tel R Hi. I waved to the phone. Although I loved that Alexander was reclusive and shrouded himself in mystery, I did wonder what it would be like if Alexander had a phone and I could receive sweet nothings on my phone�LUV U LOTZ, Can�t W8 2 C U, A X R. I had a million girlie texts from Becky and quite a few nagging ones from my mom but nothing close to the love notes Becky was receiving from Matt. Suddenly, Alexander and Sebastian were standing at our booth. Alexander�s black hair hung sexily over his deep, dark eyes, his white collar perched up around his neck, and he wore a dark jacket and tight jeans. His Underworldly cohort, Sebastian, stood with his hands in his oversized pockets, sporting sparkling earrings and wildly woolly locks. �Becky,� I began. �This is Sebastian.� Sebastian and Becky locked eyes. They both froze for a moment that lingered like an extra heartbeat. There seemed to be an electric charge that surged between the two. His pale face flushed ruby