Well, I think it's interesting

Conan was in the library, sitting by himself and reading. There was a huge stack of books sitting beside him

Emerald walked in, laughing at what appeared to be air beside her, and talking to it. She walked near Conan. "Hey Coco!"

Conan didn't notice the first part, looking up when she spoke "Hello Emerald." He smiled, putting the book down

"Yeah trac, that's Conan!" I said happily to my left then sat beside Conan. "Whatcha doing?"

"Who's Trac?" Conan asked, smiling. He was used to seeing her act like this "Just reading"

"Tracey? She's a werewolf!" I grinned. "Reading? You? You gotta be kidding me!"

"Cool" He frowned, looking at the books "I like reading.. well, I like reading if it's not that silly made up stuff"

"Yup! I just thought you were more into drawing." I shrugged, waving goodbye to the invisible ghosts leaving.

"Drawing? No.. Rai was the artist, all those drawings in my room were drawn by her." He shrugged "I'm the one that likes to read and sing.."

"Oh, right. Guess I'm a bit scatterbrained these days." I paused, wondering if I should tell him.


(*GASP* IDEA!)

(I wanna know)

Conan smiled at her

(Araia as a ghost goes and finds em! )

"Conan.....if I knew something.....would you want to know?" I asked finally, Being serious.

(THAT'D BE AWESOME.)

Conan nodded "Of course, why?"

(IT WOULD YAY)

"Rei....came to visit me." I said finally. I knew he was gonna think I was crazy. Everyone did, Cept for gran.

Conan didn't say anything, glaring. He didn't think she was crazy, he just thought she was lying.

Emerald seemed to melt under his stare, looking like a whipped puppy.

He got up, picking up a few of the books and getting ready to leave. He didn't stop to think she might be telling the truth

Em was miserable. She pulled her legs up to her chest, hugging herself. Out of everyone, Conan was the one she had thought would actually listen. She quietly sighed, eyes tearing up. If only people saw what she saw. Unfortunately, she hadn't mastered that spell yet.

He paused, glancing at her.

I stared miserably at the air, where the ghosts were whispering and some were yelling at Conan for being rude. "Its not his fault...." My voice was lost to all the yelling.

Conan sighed, realizing she wasn't lying. She was probably insane, but at least she wasn't lying. He walked back over.

One of the ghosts, who was a good friend of mine, Tyler, glared at Conan and walked over. He was one of the very few who actually knew how to become physical for a second, and he timed it very carefully. I saw. "Wait Ty no...!!!" He ran up to Conan and a embodied human hand appeared and hit Conan square in the jaw while I watched in horror.

Conan swore, glaring "What the hell was that!?"

I watched Ty snicker and hunched down. "I'm sorry.....he couldn't help it.....he has issues...." I ignored the cursing and Ty complaining about that. He had meant to do it of course, but I was trying to portray the good side of him.

"Who does..?" He glanced around, glaring