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"Well, she does like music..."

"Any specific kind?"

"She really seems to like songs with piano or a music box in them."

Kate finished her food with Gracie. They put their plates in the dishwasher and go upstairs. Luke keeps looking at the piece of toast he dropped, then figuring it was okay since Chiyoko didn't seem to be watching, started using telekinesis to get it back. His eyes follow the now floating piece of toast.

"Alright, thank you!" She hung up the phone, taking out her cell phone to show Kate a song. She turned around to talk to her.

"Hey Kate, wanna hear a-" she froze as she saw the flying toast. Her phone fell to the floor with a clack.

Luke stops, hearing the clack. He turns to see Chiyoko looking at the toast, which was now on the floor. His face has an innocent expression.

"... What was that? Why was that pastry flying?" Chiyoko screeched, backing up slowly.

Luke looks at the toast for a moment and looks back to Chiyoko. Surely he could say he did it, right? Oh, but Kate had said not to the last time he spoke..

Drew comes downstairs upon hearing a screeching Chiyoko. "What's goin' on?"

"The toast was flying! Flying toast means you have ghosts!" she yelled, thinking that that was the only solution left to ponder.

"No it doesn't!! The only thing is, you won't believe the truth! Plus, I'm not meant to tell!"

Chiyoko, defeated, picked up her phone and walked away, unable to deal with this. What was gong on? She wasn't crazy, no ghost... What could it be?

Drew picks up the toast on the floor and puts it in the trash, making Luke upset.

She sat on the couch, face in her hands, looking like she was crying.

Drew sits next to her. "Are you alright?"

She sighed.

"No... I'm not..."

"I wish I could tell you what just happened.." A pang of pain erupts in Drew's head. He visibly flinches. He needed to get back upstairs and rest.

"Are you alright?" She was still concerned. "It's my job to make sure you're all okay. How can I do that if something that's hurting you... Is something you're hiding from me?"

"I'm just not supposed tell," Drew says simply. "I'll be okay."" He gets up rather slowly. "I gotta rest.."

"Alright... Good night then..." Why would no one tell her!? "Are you sure you'll be okay? You're resting a lot."

"Yeah, I'm good." Drew starts walking, though at a slower pace than usual.

She didn't question him this time, but kept a close watch. These kids were strange, that's for sure...