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    Of Angels and Demons Chapter 4

    Lizzy was watching Alice pack. After a few minutes, Lizzy got up and went to Alice’s closet. She looked at the clothing items Alice had in her closet and grabbed a pair of blue jeans and a matching red top. With the items in hand, Lizzy walked up to Alice.

    Alice was grabbing random items and tossing them into her suitcase. I’m going to die on this trip, Alice thought, doesn’t matter what I pack. After Alice finished packing, she slammed the suitcase shut and turned to find Lizzy standing behind her.

    “Whoa, you need to clam down.”

    “Hey, I have an excuse. My friend thinks I’m insane, I’m going to die in two weeks, and top it off, I have an annoying spirit thing telling me what to do.”

    “Geez,” Lizzy said while shaking her head, “that’s frustrating.”

    Alice eyed the outfit in Lizzy’s hand. “Are you stealing my clothes?”

    “No,” Lizzy held out the outfit. “It’s a gift from me to you.”

    “You’re giving me my clothes? How sweet.”

    Lizzy rolled her eyes. “I thought about it, and you should spend tonight with your friends. Plus, I’ve never been to a night club.”

     

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    Zach had told Dana he was a ghost. Couldn’t help and wonder how he died. He looks, really young, Dana thought to herself, he looks like the average teenager.

    “Hey Zach.”

    “Yeah,” Zach said, not taking his eyes off the T.V. set in front of him.

    “If you don’t mind me asking, how did you die?”

    Zach immediately looked at Dana. “I mind.”

    “Oh.” Another question that was bothering Dana was why Zach was protecting. She didn’t know him, at least she thought she didn’t. She was about to ask him, but stopped herself. There was a more important question. “Zach.”

    “What.”

    “How are you going to protect me?”

    Zach looked at Dana and turned the T.V. off. “That’s what’s I’ve been thinking about, How am I going to protect you in a way that’s so obvious that no one thinks about?”

    “No, I mean, you’re a ghost.” Dana put her hand through Zach’s head and pulled it out when he winced. “See, I go right through you.”

    “Oh. Let me worry about that.” They sat in silence for a few minutes. “I got it,” Zach said.

    “What?”

    “I figured out what we need to do.”

    “What?”

    “We need to get away from New York.”

     

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    It took Alice thirty minutes to get ready and when she was, she looked stunning.

    “Oh my God, if I wasn’t already dead, I think I would’ve died from the radioactive glow coming from you.”

    Alice looked at Lizzy, who was sitting on her bed, through the mirror. “I don’t know whether to take that as a compliment or and insult.”

    Lizzy smiled and shrugged. “It could go both ways.”

    “I’ll take it the way I want. Thanks.” Alice turned around and saw Lizzy in the light for the first time and realized how young she looked. Like the average teenager, she thought. Alice went and sat next to Lizzy. “Sorry about that outburst earlier.”

    “Oh, it’s no problem. I did the same thing.”

    “You did the same thing,” Alice asked slowly.

    “Uh, I mean, I would’ve done the same thing.” Lizzy got up. “You ready to go?”

    Alice sensed Lizzy wanted to change the conversation. “Yeah, let me get my keys.”

    Lizzy left the room. “Let’s party till I call you Marty,” she yelled from the living room.

    “What,” Alice asked while laughing. She walked into the living room.

    “You know, I’ll be so drink I call you Marty…I don’t need to explain myself to you.”

    “What you really need to explain to me is how you expect to party, Miss Ghost,” Alice said as the walked out of the apartment.

     

    TBC

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