Should Have Known

Title: Should Have Known

Spoilers: The Faculty Movie (Although this isn't canon)

Pairing: Stokely/Delilah

Rating: PG-13

Disclaimer: I do not own the characters. I am simply playing around with them for a little while. Fun not profit!

"Should've known that crazy bitch was one of them".

Her own statement echoed through Stokely's head. She couldn't stop replaying the chain of events that had been happening the passed few day's. Particularly the one's she least expected she would be replaying.

The object of her affections. Stan. He hadn't even noticed her before. She had more than noticed him. Followed his games. Every one. She didn't particularly care about the high school football teams position in their little mundane league. She didn't really care about them winning or losing. What she thought she cared about was Stan. Turns out the only person on her mind, the only person that she cared about...Was the one she least expected. And the one who wasn't here.

Now she waited, in Zeke's basement with the rest of the group. Waited. They were sitting duck's. But pointing out the obvious at this point wouldn't do anyone any good. She had her suspicions. But she didn't think that Delilah was the alien among them.

Sure, she had joked about it. Pondered. But she was sure it wasn't. If anything, there were stranger actions than Delilah's new makeover. Stan quitting football. Zeke having a brain. Casey the school nerd becoming Sigourney Weaver. Marybeth the new kid. Things were fine until she turned up. Well, they were far from fine. But the lack of aliens was enviable now. As much as Stokely loved reading about all the sci-fi stuff...the reality of it was a very different experience.

Instead of sitting here and thinking about a way out of the situation. Or who the head alien could be. Or how for the first time in a long time she didn't feel invisible. Or that her attention to Stan may not be entirely one sided. She was thinking about something she never thought she would. She was thinking about Delilah...of all people?

It confused her more than she wanted to admit. She hated Delilah. Delilah hated her. End of story? Maybe not though...And that worried here even more.

Stokely's cover. Her security. That she was a lesbian. A Goth. A whatever people wanted to call her was in place for that very reason. She needed to be invisible. Nobody pays attention to the school ghost. Stokely could walk around freely. Viewing school life. Staring at whoever she wanted and having feelings for anyone she wanted without there being any repercussions. No one would know - Because no one was looking.

However, due to recent events, she was finding it immensely difficult to keep her feelings and emotions undercover.
She could no longer analyze a situation without someone noticing. And the strangest part of all this, was the person who kept noticing. Delilah?

Delilah Profitt. The head Cheerleader. The most popular female in school...for more than one reason Stokely smugly thought.
She shook her head. She wasn't even enjoying making fun of her. Although considering Delilah had just turned out to be infected with the alien virus and ran away with the rest of them after destroying the only known way to kill the aliens, perhaps it wasn't the most appropriate time to do so. The bitch could still drive Stokely crazy even when she was no where to be seen.

Stokely got up. She had to walk for a while or just be on her own for a a few minutes. She couldn't deal with those thoughts right now.

"Zeke. Where's your bathroom?" Stokely whispers.

Everyone turns to her. They are all looking at her with paranoid glances. Shifted eye contact. Then again, I suppose it's understandable. Stokely thinks to herself.

"It's upstairs Stoke. Along the hall and the second door on the right. Don't be too long...We need to all keep an eye out for each other now." Zeke states the last part quietly.

Stokely nods and makes her way to the bathroom. A few minutes and she would be able to sort herself out. Get her head together. And hopefully think of something that would help.

When Stokely gets back down she notices some extra tension in the room. She wonders what she has missed and quickly glances around assessing the situation.

Zeke is unbelievably pissed. The whole group are tense but he is on edge just that little bit more.
"What are we gonna do now Zeke?" Asks Stan.
"Yeah, I mean she destroyed most of your equipment Zeke. We are screwed aren't we?" Casey states more than asks.

Stokely can tell that Zeke is about ready to blow. Clearly the group can't. After a certain amount of time as a spectator you develop a talent for reading people. And when they have had enough. Zeke is very close to that point. Even though he is trying to hold it together for the rest of the group.

Marybeth has stopped laughing now.
"Do you have anymore Zeke? Come on talk to us. Please. What's our next move?"

Stokely silently winces. That will do it. Zeke's level of tolerance has been exceeded.
Stokely almost smiles. She should start putting money on it she jokes to herself.

"How the hell should I know. Huh!? What makes me the daddy of the group. I'm just as scared as you guys okay. That what you want to hear?" Zeke eventually explodes.

The room is still tense. The tension has gathered nicely now for the passed ten minutes. Nobody has spoke. If we keep this up we are as good as dead... Stokely thought.

"It's simple divide and conquer tactics" Stokely states.

The group all look at her. This isn't the role she want's. She is more than happy for Zeke to take leadership. Or Casey even. She doesn't care. She doesn't like being the obvious leader. She prefers being the silent driver. Giving the information required and letting someone else take the glory. She doesn't need the self re-assurance as much as they do.

Zeke tilts his head. Almost an invitation to take the floor.
So Stokely does.

"Look guys. I know the situation is crappy. Hey, turns out alien invasion isn't as fun to fight through than it is to read about. And that's what we will have to do. Fight through it. We need to come up with some more Scat. If we can't then we make some. If that isn't a possibility then we find another way. End of. There will be another way. We need to stop turning on each other and start turning on them. If we are going to live through this then we need a plan. I'm not exactly the expert so I'm kinda hoping you guys will have something in mind. We need to take out the queen. If we take out their leader we get them back. Our parents, teachers, Delilah and everyone else."

Casey, Stan, Marybeth and even Zeke are all focusing on what I have just said.

"Pep talk over guys. Okay then, let's get to work? Kick some alien ass anyone?"

The group smile. Good that's what she needed. They needed to be motivated or they were all going to give up and get caught.
Hopefully Stokely had done enough. She hoped.