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I’d had. “Go away for a little bit.”
    “But I have something for you,” she taunted through the door. “It’s a no-ote. I found it on the doormat this morning.”
    A note? Oh my god. Noah! She couldn’t read that!
    I scrambled to the door, opened it, and yanked the tightly folded note out of her hand. It was taped shut on one side. I breathed a sigh of relief. I cut the tape open with my keys and opened the note with trembling hands. Just seeing his handwriting made my stomach melt.
Zack,
 
I guess it was too much for you to believe me just because I asked you to. I probably wouldn’t have believed any of it either, so I can’t really blame you, but it hurt all the same to watch you walk away. It hurt a lot. It made me feel even worse about what happened three years ago because I know how it feels now. I’m so sorry.
 
Anyway, I told you last night that I can prove that all of this is true. I promise I can. Please give me a chance to try. I’ve missed you so much and I know that I don’t deserve to have you back as a friend or anything more but...well I can only ask. So this is me asking.
 
Meet me at the dock tonight at ten. I’ll prove to you that I’m telling the truth and maybe then you’ll believe that I was only trying to protect you all along. If you don’t come, I’ll leave you alone from now on. At least I’ll try to. Please come. I need you...well honestly I more than need you but I don’t want to say it in a stupid note. Anyway please come. I know I said it already but I don’t know what I’ll do if you don’t.
 
See you later (I hope).
 
—Noah
     
    My heart leapt into my throat. That little piece of paper said nearly everything I’d been dreaming of hearing from him since the day he broke our friendship apart three years before. I wished it hadn’t come after that insane night we’d just had. I flopped down on my bed holding the note to my chest like a pubescent girl.
    I still loved him. There was no doubt about it. And the note seemed to imply that he felt the same. Even with all the weirdness, the thought of him telling me he loved me made me all giddy. But there still was the weirdness. The unavoidable insane story he’d spun while he was holding my hand and looking at me with sincere eyes. I could still picture his face when he looked at me and said, ‘Zack, I’m a vampire.’ How was I supposed to believe that?
    I wrestled with myself all day.
    The hours kept ticking by and I wasn’t any closer to deciding what I believed. Every time I thought of Noah’s face, I still got that warm melting happiness in my stomach that I’d gotten for years every time I was near him. I waited for my gut to tell me that it was all wrong, that he was crazy or lying, but the feeling never came. I could just see his face, looking so truthful and unhappy. So hurt when I walked away.
    I was overwhelmed.
    What the hell was I supposed to do? If I went to him, then I was basically saying I believed him and that I was ready to let him prove to me that he was a vampire and not the Noah I’d loved for so many years. The implications of that were enough to set my head spinning. If I stayed away, well just the thought made me sick. I hadn’t even begun to get over him in the three years we’d been apart. What made me think another three years or ten or twenty would make any difference?
    It was well before ten by the time I realized I had to give him a chance. For me as well as for him. I had to know once and for all if he was lying or crazy, or if the impossible had somehow happened. And I had to know for sure if he still loved me.
    So when ten o’clock rolled around, I found myself approaching the old dock nervous and uncertain but hoping to see a familiar blond head glowing in the moonlight. I sighed in relief when I found him sitting on the end with his feet dangling in the water.
    “Noah?”
    He turned, and even in the dark I could see his face light up. “Zack! You came.” He vaulted up