Chapter 4

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The next day, we found ourselves at a motel. Austin had lots of cash from all his gigs.

"Austin. Get off the computer. We need to use it." I said.

"Just a second. Whoa! They have an arts school." he said.

"Really?"

"It's called Hollywood Arts. Maybe I could, you know, be a spy and infiltrate the school. Look around for the next angel, you know?"

"That's the stupidest thing I have ever heard. You just want to go because you want that place to be your new little school." said Rocky.

"No, Rocky. He's right. He could audition to get in and look for the next one. He can spy, I guess." I said. Rocky nodded and smiled.

"Fine." she said.

"Yes!" said Austin.

Rocky and I drove him to the school.

"What song should I sing to?" he said.

"I don't know any of your songs."

"Wouldn't it be easier if all three of us auditioned individually?" said Rocky. We both looked at her.

"Sounds like a plan, then. Austin will dance and sing, I'll sing and play my trusty ukelele and Rocky can..." I trailed off.

"Dance!" she said.

"R-right. That. Let's go!" I said.

We walked up to the short morning line.

Finally all three of us were let into the huge school hall. Austin walked up to four teachers sitting at a table.

"Name?" one teacher asked.

"Austin Moon."

"What about the others?" said the teacher.

"Rocky and Max." said Austin.

The teacher nodded and looked up t us. The energy in the room totally changed when a girl walked in. This girl kind of looked like Rocky. Brown hair, dark eyes and bright smile. Her hair was naturally wavy.

"Hey! Um, Robby needs to talk to you. Something to do with his guitar." said the girl.

"Aw geez," said the teacher, "we'll be back with you all in a moment. Tori! Why don't you talk to them; keep em' busy." said the teacher.

They all left the room and we were left alone with the girl named Tori. I could tell that Austin and Rocky knew that this girl was the fourth of us all. Even without looking at her wrist. The room felt different when she walked in.

"Tori, yeah?" I said. She nodded.

"You need to come to Denver with us." said Austin. She furrowed her eyebrows.

"Why? I barely know you. In fact, I don't know you at all." she said.

"No. You have met us before. We were like you, living on Heaven. We were forced to take refuge here because demons had attacked Heaven. We are angels." said Rocky. Tori rubbed her wrist where there was a scar of the cross.

"We have the same scars if you want proof." said Austin. We showed her our scars. She rubbed her hand through her hair.

"So why do I need to go to Denver?" she said.

"Because five of us were sent here. You are the fourth we've found. We have one more and they're in Denver." I said. She nodded.

"You're not demons?" she asked to be sure. We all shook our heads.

"Demons cannot possess angels or anyone with anything holy on them." said Rocky.

Tori nodded her head.

"So the drawings I've been sketching is--"

"Heaven." said Austin.

She began to walk to the exit. We watched as she stormed out the door. We followed her and got in the car.

Next stop, Denver.

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