Summary: Delaney Mannings is dropped off with the Winchesters a few months after her father's death. She stays with them for two years and they become close. What happens when she has to go? What happens when she comes back?

Chapter 24: Square

Delaney's POV

The bell rang signaling the end of the school day and I immediately headed for the place we had arranged to wait. Unfortunately, Jenna caught me before I got there.

"Hey, Delaney! We've been looking for you!" She raced down the hall and caught me in one of her tight almost killer hugs.

"Oh, really? I don't see Leslie." I smiled.

"We split up." She explained.

"So?" I asked.

"Oh, yeah! Well, we have your uniform ready for you!" She squealed.

"Already?" I asked, giving an incredulous laugh.

"Yeah! Come get it! You're thin so we got you the standard size for all the girls. This is so exciting!" She grabbed my hand and dragged me down the hall.

"Don't I have to try out or something?" I asked. I mean, I sure didn't want to but I had seen all of this stuff in movies and all that. Either way, movies, I had learned, weren't good things to go off from. Trust me.

"No. You don't need to. We have a football game tonight so we really need as much girls as we can get and try-outs take forever. The game's at seven. Wear your uniform. You don't know the routines yet, obviously. So, just stand by while we do the routines. Usually, we have two girls in the front of the rest of the squad just cheering and looking pretty. That shouldn't be too hard for you since you're already so beautiful!" She giggled. "You can wear flats since you're not going to be doing any routines. Each girl has three changes of the uniforms and you have to wear them Monday, Wednesday, and Friday. You don't have to wear tennis shoes during the school day. Only for practice and football games. Oh, and practice is every day after school from five to six. Oh, here!"

She opened the door to the Gym and we crossed it to the girl's locker room.

"They're in the office." She took out a key from a little pocket in her uniform and opened the girl coach's office quietly.

It was a small office, only occupied with a desk piled with papers, flyers, photographs, and small trinkets meant for decoration, there was a T.V and a computer. Not to mention the huge shelf/cabinet thingy.

I looked around as Jenna retrieved my uniforms.

I caught sight of the far wall, which was plastered with photographs older than any of the other stuff in here.

I neared it then observed.

So many classes and years and kids. So many generations. I eventually got to the most recent years and paused when I saw this year's cheerleading team. I saw the faces of extra preppy happy girls, in their purple and white uniforms holding their purple and white pom-poms. All of them were forming a chain somehow. One was touching another girl on the arm. The one being touched on the arm had her other arm around a different girl who was holding another girl's hand. They looked so happy.

"This is this year's cheerleading team?" I asked.

Jenna looked up and I turned to her. She put down a big bag on the coach's desk and approached the wall slowly.

"Yeah. That's Leslie and me. That's Bridget and Haley. And that's… Bree." She said the last name slowly.

"What… exactly happened to Bree?" I asked quietly.

"I… don't know. It was all so horrible. Her own parents found her in a giant pool of blood. The worst part was that she had puked all of that out. It was all… so horrible. She was such a young nice girl, Delaney. So sweet."

"Was she acting strange before that?" I pushed, cautiously.

"I don't know. A little. She was more party-going and wilder, I guess. She had always been the shy careful type. The weeks before her… d-death she was just… crazy. I heard she had been sleeping all over the place. But- no. She was still so sweet and I don't want to talk about her that way." Jenna wiped at her eyes and patted her cheeks.

"Ok, here are your uniforms. I'll go get you the Pom-poms. I think those are in the gym storage room. I'll be right back." She gave me a small shaky smile. She left, leaving the office door open.

From what Jenna had told me, this Demon was taking possession of girls. I still hadn't heard about the other girl but I wouldn't ask now. Not yet. I didn't want to freak her out.

I walked around the office, evaluating, when I caught sight of something. I approached the foul-smelling yellowish dust and probed it with my finger. I brought it up to my nose and winced.

Sulfur.

By the looks of it, the demon was still here.

…

As soon as I got home I went straight for the restroom. I took the uniforms with me and placed them on top of the toilet cap. I stripped down and showered quickly.

I put on my undergarments then put on the top part. It was a long sleeved top with the school name on the back. It was real tight and the skirt was really short.

"Oh, girls."I sighed. Luckily, I had some flats (I had had them for a long time) and I slipped them on. I rubbed lotion on my legs and face then started to comb my hair. I left it down and stepped out of the restroom, carrying the bag holding the other two uniforms and the pom-poms. I stuck the dirty clothes in my pack then placed the uniforms on my bed.

I turned to reach down for my ring which had fallen, when I heard Sam protest.

"Woah, Woah!" He said from behind me.

I stood up straight then turned to Sam.

He looked flustered and red.

"You're turning red!" I giggled.

"Well, yeah! I just saw more than I wanted to see!" Sam covered his eyes. "It's so weird… seeing you like that. Man! You look like those girls!"

"Oh, relax. I'm not showing that much." I rolled my eyes although it did feel strange to be dressing like this.

"For Delaney you are." Sam sighed like from a great grievance and sat down at the little kitchen table.

"You act like you've never seen some girl's legs or underwear." I sat across from him.

"I haven't." He crossed his arms like a little boy. I caught a flash of the pride and indignant personality he had always had. He had never been a push-over and all of us knew that. Sometimes he was a stubborn pig-headed jerk but we all knew that he usually always had a reason for being so. That was Sam.

"Uh, yeah you have, Sam. Like the girl who sits in front of you, you can see her panties slightly, emerging upwards. It happens. Oh, and those girls at school show waaayy more than I do. So, don't act like you aren't familiar with girl body parts." I hit him on the arm.

"Not as much as Dean." Sam said.

"Well, that boy beats them all." I shook my head.

"Do you know the reason he won't tell me why he's upset?" Sam asked.

"He… you know the thing where men can't tell other men gooey stuff so they won't seem soft? Yeah." I spoke reluctantly.

"Yeah but I'm his brother!" Sam protested.

"Yeah but you're still a guy." I answered.

"So, he told you?" Sam asked seriously.

"No. I kind of already knew a teensy itsy piece so I put two and two together. He still hasn't told me everything, Sam, and I doubt he will. I messed it up big time today. We had a fight. Huge. I… I think I said some things." I sighed. "Sam… I'll tell you anyway. Ariadne broke his heart."

"What? Ariadne?" Sam asked surprised.

"Yeah. Weird, huh? It's usually always our Dean-o breaking the hearts and calling the shots." I said quietly.

"Like… how bad?" Sam asked carefully, as if afraid of the answer.

"Bad as in he's going to need time for this one." I said.

"Huh." Sam said quietly. "I never thought that… man."

"Yeah." I nodded. I looked over at the digital clock on one of the bedside tables and cursed.

It was 6:48.

"Hey, I have to go." I stood up and gave him a kiss on the cheek.

"Who's going to take you?" Sam asked.

"I'll walk." I said, rolling my eyes.

"Do you have your kung-fu stuff?" Sam asked.

"Yep. Right here." I picked up my skirt to show him the little strap wrapped around my thigh.

"Ahhh! It burns!" Sam turned away and I laughed.

"What a square!" I opened the motel door and Sam shouted, "Oh, like you aren't! Wait… are you?"

I smiled and closed the door without answering.

Thanks for all the reviews and everything! I appreaciate it so much! :)

I'm really sorry I didn't update over the weekend but I was busy.

I have the boogers so if Some stuff didn't make sense or didn't seem right, now you know why. Oh, boogers and cold weather. One thing that I liked though was that school was canceled and I didn't have to go today and probably not tomorrow either. Yayyy!

Thanks for everything! :)

~Mar98