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The Faculty 2 ~ Mother's Revenge Chapter 10 ~ The Prom
Prom night had finally arrived. Limousines pulled up to the school and students dressed in their gowns and tuxedos walked down the carpet into the gymnasium. Inside, the ceiling was decorated in silver stars and balloons of silver and black. The tables were covered in black table clothes with silver centerpieces of stars and glitter. There was a live band that was set up in the left corner of the gym.
Casey and Morgance walked into the building and looked around at their surroundings with critical eyes. Morgance was dressed in a long, dark green gown. Her chestnut hair was waved into an elegant twist and accented with little rhinestone studs. Casey was in a black tuxedo. Both were stunning to look as, as were most of the students at the party.
"I must say," Morgance finally spoke. "They did a good job decorating the gym for this event."
"Yea, if only they could have put up the money to take us somewhere decent," said another female voice. Casey and Morgance turned to see Delilah standing behind them with Mat at her side. Both were dressed in black: simple and elegant, like Delilah always preferred. She looked at Morgance, studying her quietly for a moment and then looking at Casey. There was nothing she could think of to say to him, but she kept a cool expression on her face before Mat tugged her arm to walk in the opposite direction.
When the two left, Morgance let out a sigh and walked over to one of the tables. "Well, this ought to be a fun night," she muttered as she sat down.
"Don't let Delilah get to you, she's always like that," Casey responded.
"She didn't seem happy I was here with you."
"I don't care, she is here with Mat, and I can come here with whom ever the hell I choose." Casey looked at Morgance then and smiled his best smile before extending his hand to her. "You are not going to sit here all night, are you? I came to this prom to dance so let's dance." Morgance smiled to Casey and nodded. She stood up and followed Casey to the dance floor.
Across the room, Stokely and Stan were dancing by the refreshment table. Though they were dancing and enjoying themselves, they were also concentrating on the room, looking for any signs of strange activity or even the arrival of Zeke. They had not heard from him in the six days since he had to fix the drug. They were fearful that something had happened, or would happen if they did not find a way to stop the aliens from attacking.
From what Casey had said about the discussion in the library, they were planning on attacking at the prom. However, Casey was unsure of how and when the attack would occur. For now, they had to be prepared for anything.
Stan slid his arm around Stokely's back and then took her hand with his free one. He then smiled to her and leaned his head to her chest. Stokely smiled and responded by resting a hand on his head. It was the special little gestures Stan did that made her like him so much. He was so much more than a careless jock. "Stokely?" Stan mumbled from his position.
"Yea?" Stokely asked in return. She looked down at him with curiosity.
"Is your first name Julia?"
Stokely let out a sigh and pushed Stan away from her. She placed her hands onto her hips and glared. "For the last time, I am not telling you what my first name is," she stated. Stan was laughing at his own foolishness and then let out a sigh. "I don't know why you won't tell me. First names are important and should not be something you are ashamed of."
Before Stokely could say anymore, she saw Zeke arrive. He was standing at the door, looking around calmly for any signs of his conspirators. When he saw Stokely and Stan, he nodded and walked over to them. "Hey," he greeted, while pouring himself a cup of punch.
"What did you find?" asked Stan as quietly as he could. Zeke was quiet for a moment before his hands slipped over to Stan and Stokely. He held two pens full of a pink colored powder. "Pink?" Stokely asked with a raised eyebrow.
"It's to tell the difference between the old and new S.K.A.T. You don't want to be giving them the wrong drug." Zeke explained. He then looked around the gym. "Where is Casey?"
"With Morgance," said Stan.
"Good for him," Stokly grunted as she glanced over to see Delilah dancing in Mat's arms. She could not believe the bitch actually went through with her plan to take the track winner. She felt Stan's arm grip around her body as a signal for her to calm down. She sighed and turned back towards Zeke but the boy had already gone in search of his query.
As he made his way through the crowd of seniors and their dates, a hand on his shoulder interrupted Zeke. He turned around to see Miss Burke smiling at him. "You walked right passed me, aren't you going to ask me for a dance?"
"Maybe later, Miss Burke," Zeke declined. "I didn't think students were allowed to dance with the chaperones."
"Where is the fun in that?" asked Miss Burke, her lower lip pouting out. She was a very attractive woman. He took the woman's hand off his shoulder and held her hand softly, eyeing her choice in attire. A simple dark blue dress with a draped neckline. She looked more like a movie star than a teacher. Though Zeke would have loved to ask her to dance, he had priorities. He nodded to her and was about to turn when Burke grabbed his arm again and pulled him around gingerly. "I'll keep you to that," she smiled.
Smiling back, Zeke nodded, kissed the woman's hand, and then left to continue his search to find Casey. He found him dancing with Morgance, as Stan had said. Walking over to the two, he tapped Casey on the shoulder. The boy looked up and his face turned from curiosity to relief when he saw Zeke. "I didn't think you would make it," said Casey.
"What? Me miss my prom?" Zeke smirk smirked. He then slipped a few pens into Casey's pocket. Morgance did not seem to notice, which was good. Casey did not want her knowing about the aliens; it was safer for him that way. She did notice however, that the two wanted to talk. She leaned up to Casey's ear slowly. "I am going to go get some fresh air. Come get me when you want to dance some more." Casey nodded and kissed her softly on the cheek. He watched her leave, as did Zeke.
"I must say this, you may be a geek, Connors, but you have good taste in women." Casey laughed at Zeke's comment and shrugged. "She lets me be 'me.' What more could I ask for?"
Zeke shrugged and then began looking around the gym at the students and teachers enjoying themselves. Everything seemed to be fine, the attitudes were normal and no bad vibes were hitting Zeke. "Any idea whom our new queen is?" he whispered to Casey.
Casey was silent for a while, not sure how to answer. It could be anyone. Coach Willis was definitely infected again; he was there in the Library the day he heard the talking. But not the leader. The coach was a small player in the game; almost like a red herring. "The queen would be someone who had access to the group. Access to your supply."
"Danielle," said Zeke. "But we killed her already."
"True," Casey answered thoughtfully. He then paused; an idea hit his mind like a thunderbolt to and electric wire. "But who knows you enough to convince you to take a complete stranger into your care for tutoring?"
Zeke looked to Casey and then back around the room. There, he saw Miss Burke. She was in a corner, chatting with one of the students. Zeke could not believe Casey's theory. There was no way that Miss Burke could be the Queen Alien. He shook his head, trying hard not to laugh and the sheer idiocy of the notion. "No man," Zeke argued. "Not Miss Burke, she's too much of a push over."
"But then that might just be a disguise," Casey retorted. "Who would have thought Mary-Beth would be so evil?"
Casey had a point. Zeke nodded with agreement but then argued again. "She was infected last time and changed physically and then was returned back to normal after Mary-Beth was killed."
"No," Casey added. "Not completely back to normal." Casey's eyes roamed around the school. "Look how we have all changed. We did not go back to the losers, dropouts, and jocks we all were. We...improved. I think it is because the aliens were not completely destroyed. They remained and waited."
"Waited for what, man?" Zeke asked, rubbing his fingers and thumb along the bridge of his nose.
"The right time to attack," Casey replied. He looked over to Zeke, his face cold and serious.
"Tonight."
"Exactly.
Zeke was silent for a moment, contemplating everything. He glanced back to Miss Burke; she was still talking. What if Casey was right? What if Miss Burke was behind everything? But she was too innocent and gentle. Zeke couldn't argue that he cared for her. Could he allow her to be killed? "Zeke," Casey spoke. "It's her or the world."
"Fuck." Zeke turned to Casey, staring him in the eyes, studying the boy and looking for some sort of easier way. Another route but there was none. They had to take the chance. Nodding, Zeke sighed. "All right, we go after her."
"Are you sure you can do this?" asked Casey, his voice full of sympathy for Zeke. But the older boy nodded in response. "I'll get Stan and Stokely," Casey instructed. "You get Delilah." The two split up and Casey made his way through the dancers to fine his companions.
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Outside, Morgance stood, taking a deep breath of air and enjoying the silence. She could hear the faint laughter from students having a good time, the music from inside the gym still had it's volume, but it was still quieter that nothing and Morgance took her time to relish it. She looked out at the school, hidden in the black of night, save for a few street lamps.
The night had not gone as well as Morgance had hoped. What she wanted to be a fun night with Casey turned out to be nothing but Casey eyeing Delilah or looking around his shoulder constantly for some unknown foe.
As the girl was about to go back inside, she heard something move around the corner of the gym. She paused in her steps, looking around hesitantly. Then she looked through the door; Zeke and Casey were still talking. She should just go back inside. She made another move to do so when she heard a sort of hissing. She turned around slowly and glanced about the area. "Hello?" she called out nervously. 'Something in the shadows,' she thought to herself. She needed to leave; she could not stay. She made a motion to get back inside when suddenly; a hand grabbed her mouth from behind her and pulled her into the darkness. Morgance did not have time to scream before she disappeared.
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Zeke walked over to Delilah and Mat. Both were in a deep conversation about the track meet. Mostly the conversation was about Mat himself. "Hey," Zeke interrupted. Delilah looked up irritably but when she saw it was Zeke, her look softened. She knew that something was up. Turning to Mat, she excused herself and followed Zeke to where Casey was with Stan and Stokely.
"What is going on?" Delilah asked. Zeke then slipped one of the pens to the girl as unnoticeably as he could.
"Conners thinks our target is Miss. Burke," Zeke replied, the words pouring out as if he had just eaten something sour.
Stan, Stokely, and Delilah all looked at the two men critically. "No fucking way," Stan sneered. "I mean, Miss Burke can be a real odd ball. But the queen?"
"It is always the person you least suspect," Stokely then commented as she racked her brain for any trivia from her knowledge of Science Fiction that could help them out. She could think of none.
At that time, Morgance came running inside the gym. Casey looked to her; her face was pale and frantic. Her eyes red and on the verge of tears. He pulled her into his arms and held her, feeling her shivering body against his.
"What happened to you?" Delilah sneered.
"Something attacked me," she panted. "I pulled away and ran here."
"Did you see who it what?" asked Stokely. Stan, Zeke, Delilah and Casey all looked at Morgance with the same look. However, they were disappointed when Morgance shook her head.
"It was too dark," she replied.
Casey held Morgance as best as he could and he looked around the gym. He suddenly felt so lost and confused. The room spun. The aliens were here and would be attacking soon. He then noticed Miss Burke was no longer in sight. She was gone. "She's gone," he stated, causing Zeke to look around. The older boy cursed under his breath and turned to Casey for instructions.
"We're going after Miss Burke," he instructed to the group. "Split up and get her to take the drug at whatever cost." Stan and Stokely nodded and turned to Zeke and Delilah who also were ready for anything. Casey then returned to Morgance and smiled softly. "I want you to wait here."
"Casey, no," Morgance replied. "Where are you going?"
Casey sighed. How could he explain any of this to Morgance? "Morgance," he stated hesitantly. "I...We think Aliens are plotting an attack. Again. I can't explain right now but I have to go."
"What if something happens to you?" Her eyes widened with the thought of anything happening to Casey. There was a long silence, the others watched, allowing them to have that moment before it was time to face the aliens. Within seconds, the two were pulled into a tight embrace. Morgance fought off tears. She had not been a part of this group for long, and she knew nothing about this Alien theory. Only what she had read in the papers.
"I have to go. Wait here and when I get back, I will explain everything to you," Casey explained. He looked at her with soft eyes. He did not want her to be a part of this. He would not ask her to come and would not allow her too if she offered. She knew Casey only wanted her safe and that he had to leave. How could she stop him? After kissing Casey with a hard, passionate kiss, Morgance pulled away and nodded to him. "Be Careful."
With a nod, Casey turned to the others and the group of friends left the gym in search of Miss Burke. Morgance watched them leave. Everything around her was non-existent; the music seemed to stop playing and the gym was virtually empty. All that mattered at the moment was Casey. A numbing sensation filled Morgance and when the group was no longer insight, she looked down to her hand. She was holding a small pen of pink powder. Casey did not notice or feel anything when Morgance slipped it out of his pocket...
The Faculty 2 ~ Mother's Revenge Chapter 10 ~ The Prom
Prom night had finally arrived. Limousines pulled up to the school and students dressed in their gowns and tuxedos walked down the carpet into the gymnasium. Inside, the ceiling was decorated in silver stars and balloons of silver and black. The tables were covered in black table clothes with silver centerpieces of stars and glitter. There was a live band that was set up in the left corner of the gym.
Casey and Morgance walked into the building and looked around at their surroundings with critical eyes. Morgance was dressed in a long, dark green gown. Her chestnut hair was waved into an elegant twist and accented with little rhinestone studs. Casey was in a black tuxedo. Both were stunning to look as, as were most of the students at the party.
"I must say," Morgance finally spoke. "They did a good job decorating the gym for this event."
"Yea, if only they could have put up the money to take us somewhere decent," said another female voice. Casey and Morgance turned to see Delilah standing behind them with Mat at her side. Both were dressed in black: simple and elegant, like Delilah always preferred. She looked at Morgance, studying her quietly for a moment and then looking at Casey. There was nothing she could think of to say to him, but she kept a cool expression on her face before Mat tugged her arm to walk in the opposite direction.
When the two left, Morgance let out a sigh and walked over to one of the tables. "Well, this ought to be a fun night," she muttered as she sat down.
"Don't let Delilah get to you, she's always like that," Casey responded.
"She didn't seem happy I was here with you."
"I don't care, she is here with Mat, and I can come here with whom ever the hell I choose." Casey looked at Morgance then and smiled his best smile before extending his hand to her. "You are not going to sit here all night, are you? I came to this prom to dance so let's dance." Morgance smiled to Casey and nodded. She stood up and followed Casey to the dance floor.
Across the room, Stokely and Stan were dancing by the refreshment table. Though they were dancing and enjoying themselves, they were also concentrating on the room, looking for any signs of strange activity or even the arrival of Zeke. They had not heard from him in the six days since he had to fix the drug. They were fearful that something had happened, or would happen if they did not find a way to stop the aliens from attacking.
From what Casey had said about the discussion in the library, they were planning on attacking at the prom. However, Casey was unsure of how and when the attack would occur. For now, they had to be prepared for anything.
Stan slid his arm around Stokely's back and then took her hand with his free one. He then smiled to her and leaned his head to her chest. Stokely smiled and responded by resting a hand on his head. It was the special little gestures Stan did that made her like him so much. He was so much more than a careless jock. "Stokely?" Stan mumbled from his position.
"Yea?" Stokely asked in return. She looked down at him with curiosity.
"Is your first name Julia?"
Stokely let out a sigh and pushed Stan away from her. She placed her hands onto her hips and glared. "For the last time, I am not telling you what my first name is," she stated. Stan was laughing at his own foolishness and then let out a sigh. "I don't know why you won't tell me. First names are important and should not be something you are ashamed of."
Before Stokely could say anymore, she saw Zeke arrive. He was standing at the door, looking around calmly for any signs of his conspirators. When he saw Stokely and Stan, he nodded and walked over to them. "Hey," he greeted, while pouring himself a cup of punch.
"What did you find?" asked Stan as quietly as he could. Zeke was quiet for a moment before his hands slipped over to Stan and Stokely. He held two pens full of a pink colored powder. "Pink?" Stokely asked with a raised eyebrow.
"It's to tell the difference between the old and new S.K.A.T. You don't want to be giving them the wrong drug." Zeke explained. He then looked around the gym. "Where is Casey?"
"With Morgance," said Stan.
"Good for him," Stokly grunted as she glanced over to see Delilah dancing in Mat's arms. She could not believe the bitch actually went through with her plan to take the track winner. She felt Stan's arm grip around her body as a signal for her to calm down. She sighed and turned back towards Zeke but the boy had already gone in search of his query.
As he made his way through the crowd of seniors and their dates, a hand on his shoulder interrupted Zeke. He turned around to see Miss Burke smiling at him. "You walked right passed me, aren't you going to ask me for a dance?"
"Maybe later, Miss Burke," Zeke declined. "I didn't think students were allowed to dance with the chaperones."
"Where is the fun in that?" asked Miss Burke, her lower lip pouting out. She was a very attractive woman. He took the woman's hand off his shoulder and held her hand softly, eyeing her choice in attire. A simple dark blue dress with a draped neckline. She looked more like a movie star than a teacher. Though Zeke would have loved to ask her to dance, he had priorities. He nodded to her and was about to turn when Burke grabbed his arm again and pulled him around gingerly. "I'll keep you to that," she smiled.
Smiling back, Zeke nodded, kissed the woman's hand, and then left to continue his search to find Casey. He found him dancing with Morgance, as Stan had said. Walking over to the two, he tapped Casey on the shoulder. The boy looked up and his face turned from curiosity to relief when he saw Zeke. "I didn't think you would make it," said Casey.
"What? Me miss my prom?" Zeke smirk smirked. He then slipped a few pens into Casey's pocket. Morgance did not seem to notice, which was good. Casey did not want her knowing about the aliens; it was safer for him that way. She did notice however, that the two wanted to talk. She leaned up to Casey's ear slowly. "I am going to go get some fresh air. Come get me when you want to dance some more." Casey nodded and kissed her softly on the cheek. He watched her leave, as did Zeke.
"I must say this, you may be a geek, Connors, but you have good taste in women." Casey laughed at Zeke's comment and shrugged. "She lets me be 'me.' What more could I ask for?"
Zeke shrugged and then began looking around the gym at the students and teachers enjoying themselves. Everything seemed to be fine, the attitudes were normal and no bad vibes were hitting Zeke. "Any idea whom our new queen is?" he whispered to Casey.
Casey was silent for a while, not sure how to answer. It could be anyone. Coach Willis was definitely infected again; he was there in the Library the day he heard the talking. But not the leader. The coach was a small player in the game; almost like a red herring. "The queen would be someone who had access to the group. Access to your supply."
"Danielle," said Zeke. "But we killed her already."
"True," Casey answered thoughtfully. He then paused; an idea hit his mind like a thunderbolt to and electric wire. "But who knows you enough to convince you to take a complete stranger into your care for tutoring?"
Zeke looked to Casey and then back around the room. There, he saw Miss Burke. She was in a corner, chatting with one of the students. Zeke could not believe Casey's theory. There was no way that Miss Burke could be the Queen Alien. He shook his head, trying hard not to laugh and the sheer idiocy of the notion. "No man," Zeke argued. "Not Miss Burke, she's too much of a push over."
"But then that might just be a disguise," Casey retorted. "Who would have thought Mary-Beth would be so evil?"
Casey had a point. Zeke nodded with agreement but then argued again. "She was infected last time and changed physically and then was returned back to normal after Mary-Beth was killed."
"No," Casey added. "Not completely back to normal." Casey's eyes roamed around the school. "Look how we have all changed. We did not go back to the losers, dropouts, and jocks we all were. We...improved. I think it is because the aliens were not completely destroyed. They remained and waited."
"Waited for what, man?" Zeke asked, rubbing his fingers and thumb along the bridge of his nose.
"The right time to attack," Casey replied. He looked over to Zeke, his face cold and serious.
"Tonight."
"Exactly.
Zeke was silent for a moment, contemplating everything. He glanced back to Miss Burke; she was still talking. What if Casey was right? What if Miss Burke was behind everything? But she was too innocent and gentle. Zeke couldn't argue that he cared for her. Could he allow her to be killed? "Zeke," Casey spoke. "It's her or the world."
"Fuck." Zeke turned to Casey, staring him in the eyes, studying the boy and looking for some sort of easier way. Another route but there was none. They had to take the chance. Nodding, Zeke sighed. "All right, we go after her."
"Are you sure you can do this?" asked Casey, his voice full of sympathy for Zeke. But the older boy nodded in response. "I'll get Stan and Stokely," Casey instructed. "You get Delilah." The two split up and Casey made his way through the dancers to fine his companions.
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Outside, Morgance stood, taking a deep breath of air and enjoying the silence. She could hear the faint laughter from students having a good time, the music from inside the gym still had it's volume, but it was still quieter that nothing and Morgance took her time to relish it. She looked out at the school, hidden in the black of night, save for a few street lamps.
The night had not gone as well as Morgance had hoped. What she wanted to be a fun night with Casey turned out to be nothing but Casey eyeing Delilah or looking around his shoulder constantly for some unknown foe.
As the girl was about to go back inside, she heard something move around the corner of the gym. She paused in her steps, looking around hesitantly. Then she looked through the door; Zeke and Casey were still talking. She should just go back inside. She made another move to do so when she heard a sort of hissing. She turned around slowly and glanced about the area. "Hello?" she called out nervously. 'Something in the shadows,' she thought to herself. She needed to leave; she could not stay. She made a motion to get back inside when suddenly; a hand grabbed her mouth from behind her and pulled her into the darkness. Morgance did not have time to scream before she disappeared.
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Zeke walked over to Delilah and Mat. Both were in a deep conversation about the track meet. Mostly the conversation was about Mat himself. "Hey," Zeke interrupted. Delilah looked up irritably but when she saw it was Zeke, her look softened. She knew that something was up. Turning to Mat, she excused herself and followed Zeke to where Casey was with Stan and Stokely.
"What is going on?" Delilah asked. Zeke then slipped one of the pens to the girl as unnoticeably as he could.
"Conners thinks our target is Miss. Burke," Zeke replied, the words pouring out as if he had just eaten something sour.
Stan, Stokely, and Delilah all looked at the two men critically. "No fucking way," Stan sneered. "I mean, Miss Burke can be a real odd ball. But the queen?"
"It is always the person you least suspect," Stokely then commented as she racked her brain for any trivia from her knowledge of Science Fiction that could help them out. She could think of none.
At that time, Morgance came running inside the gym. Casey looked to her; her face was pale and frantic. Her eyes red and on the verge of tears. He pulled her into his arms and held her, feeling her shivering body against his.
"What happened to you?" Delilah sneered.
"Something attacked me," she panted. "I pulled away and ran here."
"Did you see who it what?" asked Stokely. Stan, Zeke, Delilah and Casey all looked at Morgance with the same look. However, they were disappointed when Morgance shook her head.
"It was too dark," she replied.
Casey held Morgance as best as he could and he looked around the gym. He suddenly felt so lost and confused. The room spun. The aliens were here and would be attacking soon. He then noticed Miss Burke was no longer in sight. She was gone. "She's gone," he stated, causing Zeke to look around. The older boy cursed under his breath and turned to Casey for instructions.
"We're going after Miss Burke," he instructed to the group. "Split up and get her to take the drug at whatever cost." Stan and Stokely nodded and turned to Zeke and Delilah who also were ready for anything. Casey then returned to Morgance and smiled softly. "I want you to wait here."
"Casey, no," Morgance replied. "Where are you going?"
Casey sighed. How could he explain any of this to Morgance? "Morgance," he stated hesitantly. "I...We think Aliens are plotting an attack. Again. I can't explain right now but I have to go."
"What if something happens to you?" Her eyes widened with the thought of anything happening to Casey. There was a long silence, the others watched, allowing them to have that moment before it was time to face the aliens. Within seconds, the two were pulled into a tight embrace. Morgance fought off tears. She had not been a part of this group for long, and she knew nothing about this Alien theory. Only what she had read in the papers.
"I have to go. Wait here and when I get back, I will explain everything to you," Casey explained. He looked at her with soft eyes. He did not want her to be a part of this. He would not ask her to come and would not allow her too if she offered. She knew Casey only wanted her safe and that he had to leave. How could she stop him? After kissing Casey with a hard, passionate kiss, Morgance pulled away and nodded to him. "Be Careful."
With a nod, Casey turned to the others and the group of friends left the gym in search of Miss Burke. Morgance watched them leave. Everything around her was non-existent; the music seemed to stop playing and the gym was virtually empty. All that mattered at the moment was Casey. A numbing sensation filled Morgance and when the group was no longer insight, she looked down to her hand. She was holding a small pen of pink powder. Casey did not notice or feel anything when Morgance slipped it out of his pocket...