Well, I think it's interesting

I sighed, feeling like Conan would call me crazy. "He's right in front of you Kei. Except you can't see him. He's very......intimate with Aunt Muse." I winced at the language and felt compelled to tell Ty to knock it off, but I didn't.

"I.." He frowned at the last part, confused. He also didn't really want to hear anymore

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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.

((*Gaspeth*
Sabrina's dead brother's name was Tyler. *Nods*))

I sighed, getting up and feeling miserable. "Just shut up Ty.....you know this happens to me every time.....yeah I know.....I don't get this upset......cause its Conan." My shoulders hunched.

(zomg, can he be sabrina's tyler for epicness!?)

Conan frowned, watching her. Just maybe she wasn't insane?

((Maybe...he doesn't seem like he'd be Sabrina's Tyler, though, by the way he's acting...))

(*shrugs* best friends do what best friend guys do I suppose maybe)

I ignored the rest of them and stared at Conan, prepared for whatever he was gonna throw at me.

((I meant the 'intimate' part. Tyler had a fiancée, so, yeah...never mind. *Goes back to lurking*))

He sighed "You're telling the truth, aren't you?"

(what?! OH NO not that!!! he was calling Muse a number of bad words and I've heard it said like that so thats what I did yeah)

I stared at him, surprised he said that. Out of all the things I was prepared for, this was so not it. "Yeah." I said softly after a moment of staring.

Conan really shouldn't have been surprised, weirder things had happened

((Oh, okay...then yeah...sure, I guess.))

(lol yeah won't use that again)

I toed the carpet, fiddling with my necklace nervously.

"I'm sorry.." He said after a few minutes "For getting mad.."

"Its fine......people have done worse to me....." I rubbed my covered arms, where hideous wounds still were healing.

"What do you mean?" He walked over

"....Nothing...." I was lying. I was a terrible liar, mostly cause I turned pink. I started backing up but tripped into the couch. I wrapped my green jacket around myself.

"Em... please tell me.." He walked over, sitting next to her. He wouldn't make her show him

"I.....its just.....so embarrassing......that pe-eople would ac...actually do this...." She stuttered, crying now.

"I'm sorry.." He mumbled, sort of wanting to go kick their a*ses

Ashamed, I took off my jacket, showing my black tee shirt and the hideous knife wounds, some still bleeding from earlier. This was why I never wore my tee shirts and tanks without a jacket.

He stared, horrified

"Who did this?" He asked, kind of hoping it was other people. It'd be worse if she had done it to herself

"Some.....students...." I sniffled.

"Which ones?"

"Some first years......all of them.....they're in my classes......they tease me a lot.....about being crazy......but I'm not......but no one believes me.....do you believe me?" I looked up at him with big eyes, half hidden in my hair.