Sakura123: Awe, she doesn't ALWAYS die. She didn't die in X-men 2. But I
won't get into that cause I am not a X-men geek. Yay for Casey, someone
get him a cigar!
Caseylover: Na, the kiss didn't do it for me. I think she was the one character that never really changed in the movie. She only got Casey cause he was popular. But I think Casey used her too, hehe, so they are both evil. But Elijah is sexy as evil so it's ok. Glad you liked the fight. I wasn't sure if it would have been too much. Here comes the Delilah/Casey apology now. Hope you like it.
Tom stiles: Thank you very much for the complements. I appreciate them. If you want to read more stories, go to my ID main page. They are mostly Lord of the Rings stories and another based on the newest Elijah Wood movie called "All I Want." Enjoy and please let me know what you think of them.
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The Faculty 2 ~ Mother's Revenge Chapter 13 ~ Graduation
Casey woke up to find himself in a white room. The smell was clean and sterile, the type of smell one would sense in a hospital. And that was exactly where he was. Casey was lying in a bed uncomfortably, but was too disoriented to try and move to a better position. His eyes were blurry and his throat felt so dry and it pained him to swallow. As he looked around the room, he could see a tall figure coming toward him.
"He's awake," said a familiar voice. Before Casey could trace the owner, Delilah rushed to his side. She took his hand into hers and kissed it. "Casey, you're alive," she smiled. As Casey's sight returned, he noticed a tear run down her face. It was the first time Casey had ever seen Delilah cry. It was a flaw the girl never allowed anyone to see. He smiled at her but said nothing.
Then, Stokely and Stan burst into the room. "Scare us half to death, why don't you, loser?" Stokely snapped but the hint of jest was in her voice. Delilah smiled at the comment, another oddity in her traits.
"We were worried about ya, Case," Stan nodded in agreement with the girls. Casey smiled and let out a moan as the gesture caused him a slight pain. "Did-" he gasped. "Did we win?"
The three nodded in response. "Why does saving the world have to be so painful?" Casey gasped but managed a rye grin to curl on his lips. Suddenly, there was another moan coming from the room. It was not from Casey though. The four looked over to the bed beside Casey's and saw Morgance lying still on a bed beside him. Her head shifted slightly and her eyes fluttered open.
"Morgance," he breathed. "She's alive," he then looked to his friends for answers.
"We found you in time," Stan explained. "She almost died, as did you."
Casey smiled at his friends. He was alive, Morgance was alive, and the aliens were gone. If he was not dead and in heaven, this must have been the closest thing. He laid his head back slowly with the content thought that everything was well again.
"Are you ready to be a hero again, Casey?" asked Stokely casually. Casey just chuckled and shook his head. "If Zeke wasn't there, I wouldn't have been a hero." He then remembered Zeke and looked around for him. However, there was no sign of the older man about. He looked frantically, did he survive? Had he been harmed worse that he had thought?"
"Relax, Casey," said Delilah in a soothing voice.
"Zeke didn't want to stay in the hospital," Stan informed. "He is home treating his wrist."
Casey nodded with understanding. He then laid his head back against the pillow. "It was Miss Burke."
"Who would have thought," Stokely commented. She sat down besides Casey and looked to the others. The questioned look on Delilah and Stan's face matched Stokely's. They wanted to know what had happened. And so, Casey told them everything he knew about the encounter. Morgance's attack and the revelation that Miss Burke had actually been Mary-Beth's mother. He then told of Zeke's arrival and Casey's final act with the mace can.
"Poor Zeke," Delilah commented sarcastically. "He really has terrible taste in women."
"It was a hard thing for him to go up against Burke, like he did," Casey nodded, eyeing Delilah coldly. This caused Delilah to deviate her eyes from Casey; what had been meant as a joke did not sit well with the boy at the moment. The girl suddenly felt guilty and left the room. "Delilah, wait," Casey called, also feeling guilty for his cold words. But Delilah did not stop. She left Casey with Stan and Stokely. Both were unsure what to say.
"Well," Stan sighed. "The doctor said you would be out in a few days."
"I think we will let you get some rest," Stokely said before standing. Casey nodded and watched the two friends leave the recovery room. Casey laid his head back one more time and sighed. "Even though the alien was defeated, his life was still down in the dumps. Maybe he should have been better off dead. The drugs in Casey's system began to take effect again and he felt sleep crawl over him. Closing his eyes, darkness fell and the boy was in a peaceful slumber.
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Casey and Morgance were released from the hospital a week later. Casey had a hell of a time trying to explain everything to his parents when they returned from their trip. But they reluctantly believed their son, as they had done last year. The end of the school year was now upon Herrington High. Yearbooks were distributed and the commencement arrangements were underway.
Casey sat beside Morgance in their health class. Casey held the fake child in his arms, cooing and making faces at it while Morgance thumbed through the senior portion of the yearbook. She frowned at how her picture looked like a mug from a police report. Suddenly, Casey began to make gurgling sounds to the fake child, causing the girl to laugh uncontrollably.
"I am beginning to wander what you will be like when you become a real father," Morgance quipped playfully. Casey looked at her and grinned mischievously. "We can always find out," he answered causing Morgance to slap him in the shoulder.
"Ouch," Casey snapped before looking down at the doll. "Did you see what your mother just did?"
"All right class, shut up!" Coach Willis snapped as he walked into the room. He slammed his brief case down on his desktop before sitting down. "I want to thank you all for a great semester. You all seemed to have done well and many of you improved and I hope you all learned something. Such as not calling a penis 'Peter Pan's Magic Flight.'"
There was a burst of laughter as everyone stared at Casey. The boy blushed at the comment, cleared his suddenly tight throat and returned to making faces at the baby doll. Coach Willis only grinned to himself before continuing with his announcements. "Once you bring up the reports to me, the rest of the class day is yours."
"Do you think you can part with that thing Conners?" the coach asked as he walked up to Casey's desk. The boy frowned and nodded before turning to the baby. "Now, you be good for uncle coach Willis," he stated before handing the child to the instructor. Willis just raised an eyebrow and shook the thoughts out of his head. Taking the baby, he left Casey at his desk with Morgance.
"You're such a geek!"
"I am not, I just care for my baby, that's all."
Morgance raised an eyebrow at the comment. "You didn't even name the baby."
"I did so," corrected Casey. "Her name was precious!"
Rolling her eyes, Morgance laughed. Casey soon followed her lead and began laughing as well. The rest of the class time went considerably fast. Soon, the bell rang and students began to leave. As Casey went to the door, a hand grabbed his shoulder. Casey jumped and looked behind him. It was coach Willis, nudging his head for Casey to stay. A lump filled in the boy's throat. What did the coach want? He turned to Morgance, signaling for her to wait for him. She agreed and Casey walked to the coach. "Is there a problem?" he asked nervously.
"Oh no, not a problem," said the coach. "I have something for you," he then replied. He opened his briefcase and pulled out a piece of paper. It was typed and had a round gold seal on the bottom right hand corner. Casey was unsure what it was. All he could do was accept the paper and wait for an explanation. But he got nothing except a pat on the back and the coach saying, "Good work, Conners."
Casey nodded a thank you and then was allowed to leave the room. Morgance was waiting for him, as requested and looked with curiosity at the paper. "What is that?"
Casey shrugged and then decided to read the note. It said:
"For achievement on the Track Field. Casey Conners has shown remarkable effort for trying something new and out of the ordinary. He brought a hard working and goal achieving attitude to every practice and meet. This certificate honors Casey's hard work and willingness to try something Different. Honorable Mention on the Track Field."
A small grin appeared on Casey's face. "It's signed by coach Willis and Principal Lewis."
"You may not have been the fastest runner," said Morgance as she placed a hand on Casey's shoulder. "But you gave the team more than just a fast foot. You gave them determination."
"If that is what all sports look for, I should have joined them all," Casey laughed as he folded up the paper and slipped it into his book bag. He was silent then for a moment and sighed. "I would love to show Delilah," he announced. "But I don't think she would care."
"Why don't you give it a shot?" Morgance replied. She then nodded her head and motioned Casey to look up front. There was Delilah, standing by the lockers and looking at the two as they walked through the hall. She seemed unsure about whether she wanted to meet with them at the moment. However, she kept her stance and waited for Casey.
Casey looked over to Morgance who was smiling knowingly at him. She shoved him along and then walked the opposite way. Casey was about to protest her leaving, but he figured it was for the best. He glanced over to Delilah and offered her a smile. "Hey."
"Hey," Delilah returned. Her face loosened with relief that Casey would talk to her. It had been a while, not since the day he was released from the hospital had they spoken. "Can we talk?" she finally asked. Not wanting others to hear, Casey and Delilah wandered off into one of the empty classrooms and then closed the door. Silence was all around them and neither knew who should speak first. Delilah walked over to the windows where there was a clear view of the football field. She watched as balloons were being attached to the fences and the folding chairs were positioned onto the field for the graduation ceremony that was taking place later that night.
Walking up behind Delilah, Casey looked out the window and smiled to himself. "It is hard to believe we are actually graduating," he commented, breaking the silence. Delilah nodded without looking towards him. Not knowing what to do now, Casey bowed his head slightly and then returned his glance out to the window. "It is over now hopefully and we can go on with our lives."
"Right," she retorted half-heartedly. "We move onto college, marry, have babies and wonder what would have happened had aliens never attacked our school."
Casey thought about the situation. Many things have changed especially personalities of all who were involved. "I would have been a dateless geek, fated to staying at home locked in my room and wondering what it would be like to not be me."
Slipping a strand of her raven hair behind her ear, Delilah nodded and smiled to herself. "I would still be the bitch cheerleader who everyone has plotted to kill at one point or another."
"But you ARE the bitch cheerleader and everyone is still trying to kill you," Casey teased, causing Delilah to look at him but then break into a sweet laughter.
"Rub it in, why don't you?" she nodded with surrender, agreeing that she was still the same. Out of all the students who were involved with the aliens, she was the one with the least change. Delilah suddenly felt guilty about everything. The attitude she had possessed. The way she had treated Casey. She always had to be in charge and now she felt so lost and confused. And out of all the people she knew; her parents, her boy friends, her teachers, Casey was the only one who ever 'believed' in her. How could she have thrown such a precious gift away?
Casey chuckled and placed a hand affectionately on her shoulder and Delilah accepted by placing her own hand on his. "Casey," she finally said after deep thought. "I am sorry for not believing you. I am sorry I pushed you away. And I am sorry, so sorry that I took you for granted. You did not deserve it."
The words warmed Casey very much. It was not common that Delilah admitted to be wrong. She was very stubborn that way. But now, there she was and was apologizing to Casey. Smiling, Casey slipped his arms around Delilah's frame and the two embraced for a long moment. Delilah returned the hug and let out a content sigh; he had forgiven her. She looked up to Casey for a moment and was surprised when he leaned into her and kissed her softly. She pulled away and frowned.
"Is there something wrong?" Casey asked quizzically. Delilah shook her head and she bit her lower lip in thought. "Es Day Lauder lips, right?" Casey then asked with some annoyance. Delilah shook her head again.
"I just don't want to force you into anything Casey. You have grown into someone who knows what he wants. I was selfish and I know that Morgance can give you what I can't."
"You're right," Casey nodded. "She can. But I don't want perfection, Delilah. I just want you."
Delilah looked at the boy with surprise and disbelief. A smile then crossed her lips and she embraced Casey once more. They kissed again, this time passionately and full of devotion. When it ended, Casey frowned. "I am no Mat Richards."
"I'm glad," Delilah responded. "He was so caught up in his sports he failed the semester and has to repeat his senior year." The two burst out into laughter then. Casey finally felt comfortable with himself. Delilah had changed more than she thought. She had grown from the latest experience with Aliens. And Casey grew as well. He was popular, yes, but such a status was nothing if there was a lack of confidence. But now he had knowledge of who he was and where he wanted to be.
Casey and Delilah kissed once more and then left the classroom. When they returned outside, Stokely and Zeke were waiting for them. Zeke's wrist was bandaged but was not as bad as it looked. Zeke lifted his hand and called the two companions over with it, showing the movement was getting better. Casey gave Zeke a lot of credit. He was one to never show his true feelings to public. What ever the man was facing concerning Miss Burke was a mystery and probably is something no one would ever know unless Zeke held him or her in the deepest of confidence. Casey wondered if he would ever ask Zeke about Miss Burke and the fact she was the alien. He wondered if it would just be better to leave things alone and to continue on with life.
The group was now together once again and most likely for the last time. There was no need for words; everyone was where they belonged.
"Well," Zeke smirked. "I suppose I have to go get myself a college education now and make something of myself."
"Is that so bad?" asked Casey with a laugh.
"Yea it is," Zeke answered. "Now I have to pay to be a drop out."
"Don't worry Zeke, at least with College you don't have to be someone you're not," Casey then added. "It all just works out." Delilah and Stokely nodded with agreement. They then looked at each other for a moment. Each hesitant with what to say.
"Well," Stokely said. "This might be the last time we see each other, tit bags."
"Perhaps, lesbian." At that moment, the two embraced each other, letting all their passed differences disappear. Casey and Zeke stood in shock.
"I think Aliens took over their minds," Zeke huffed.
"You got any more S.K.A.T. on you?" asked Casey in jest
"Well, I guess this is it," said Delilah. "It's over."
"Is it really?" asked Stokely suddenly. The group fell silent and looked at her. "I was just thinking that, what if the aliens are still about. Darwin's theory could still be in effect and new breed could evolve."
"Then if they do, we'll be waiting for them," said Zeke with a grin.
"Yea, look out world, the alien busters are coming out," Delilah laughed. "Zeke, Stan, Delilah, Casey and-"
"Sue-Anne Stokely Mitchel!" Stan added. Stokely froze in her place and looked over to Stan in horror. He was holding his yearbook open to Stokely's senior photo. "I finally found it. Your first name...Sue-Anne," he teased.
Stokely was quiet for a moment and then she grinned again. "Call me that again, and we're through." She then took Stan's yearbook and began smacking him with it.
Casey and Delilah laughed at the scene. "Well," said Delilah as she wrapped her arms around Casey. "Some things won't ever change."
Casey nodded and kissed Delilah's forehead. "And I like it that way."
The End...or is it?
Caseylover: Na, the kiss didn't do it for me. I think she was the one character that never really changed in the movie. She only got Casey cause he was popular. But I think Casey used her too, hehe, so they are both evil. But Elijah is sexy as evil so it's ok. Glad you liked the fight. I wasn't sure if it would have been too much. Here comes the Delilah/Casey apology now. Hope you like it.
Tom stiles: Thank you very much for the complements. I appreciate them. If you want to read more stories, go to my ID main page. They are mostly Lord of the Rings stories and another based on the newest Elijah Wood movie called "All I Want." Enjoy and please let me know what you think of them.
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The Faculty 2 ~ Mother's Revenge Chapter 13 ~ Graduation
Casey woke up to find himself in a white room. The smell was clean and sterile, the type of smell one would sense in a hospital. And that was exactly where he was. Casey was lying in a bed uncomfortably, but was too disoriented to try and move to a better position. His eyes were blurry and his throat felt so dry and it pained him to swallow. As he looked around the room, he could see a tall figure coming toward him.
"He's awake," said a familiar voice. Before Casey could trace the owner, Delilah rushed to his side. She took his hand into hers and kissed it. "Casey, you're alive," she smiled. As Casey's sight returned, he noticed a tear run down her face. It was the first time Casey had ever seen Delilah cry. It was a flaw the girl never allowed anyone to see. He smiled at her but said nothing.
Then, Stokely and Stan burst into the room. "Scare us half to death, why don't you, loser?" Stokely snapped but the hint of jest was in her voice. Delilah smiled at the comment, another oddity in her traits.
"We were worried about ya, Case," Stan nodded in agreement with the girls. Casey smiled and let out a moan as the gesture caused him a slight pain. "Did-" he gasped. "Did we win?"
The three nodded in response. "Why does saving the world have to be so painful?" Casey gasped but managed a rye grin to curl on his lips. Suddenly, there was another moan coming from the room. It was not from Casey though. The four looked over to the bed beside Casey's and saw Morgance lying still on a bed beside him. Her head shifted slightly and her eyes fluttered open.
"Morgance," he breathed. "She's alive," he then looked to his friends for answers.
"We found you in time," Stan explained. "She almost died, as did you."
Casey smiled at his friends. He was alive, Morgance was alive, and the aliens were gone. If he was not dead and in heaven, this must have been the closest thing. He laid his head back slowly with the content thought that everything was well again.
"Are you ready to be a hero again, Casey?" asked Stokely casually. Casey just chuckled and shook his head. "If Zeke wasn't there, I wouldn't have been a hero." He then remembered Zeke and looked around for him. However, there was no sign of the older man about. He looked frantically, did he survive? Had he been harmed worse that he had thought?"
"Relax, Casey," said Delilah in a soothing voice.
"Zeke didn't want to stay in the hospital," Stan informed. "He is home treating his wrist."
Casey nodded with understanding. He then laid his head back against the pillow. "It was Miss Burke."
"Who would have thought," Stokely commented. She sat down besides Casey and looked to the others. The questioned look on Delilah and Stan's face matched Stokely's. They wanted to know what had happened. And so, Casey told them everything he knew about the encounter. Morgance's attack and the revelation that Miss Burke had actually been Mary-Beth's mother. He then told of Zeke's arrival and Casey's final act with the mace can.
"Poor Zeke," Delilah commented sarcastically. "He really has terrible taste in women."
"It was a hard thing for him to go up against Burke, like he did," Casey nodded, eyeing Delilah coldly. This caused Delilah to deviate her eyes from Casey; what had been meant as a joke did not sit well with the boy at the moment. The girl suddenly felt guilty and left the room. "Delilah, wait," Casey called, also feeling guilty for his cold words. But Delilah did not stop. She left Casey with Stan and Stokely. Both were unsure what to say.
"Well," Stan sighed. "The doctor said you would be out in a few days."
"I think we will let you get some rest," Stokely said before standing. Casey nodded and watched the two friends leave the recovery room. Casey laid his head back one more time and sighed. "Even though the alien was defeated, his life was still down in the dumps. Maybe he should have been better off dead. The drugs in Casey's system began to take effect again and he felt sleep crawl over him. Closing his eyes, darkness fell and the boy was in a peaceful slumber.
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Casey and Morgance were released from the hospital a week later. Casey had a hell of a time trying to explain everything to his parents when they returned from their trip. But they reluctantly believed their son, as they had done last year. The end of the school year was now upon Herrington High. Yearbooks were distributed and the commencement arrangements were underway.
Casey sat beside Morgance in their health class. Casey held the fake child in his arms, cooing and making faces at it while Morgance thumbed through the senior portion of the yearbook. She frowned at how her picture looked like a mug from a police report. Suddenly, Casey began to make gurgling sounds to the fake child, causing the girl to laugh uncontrollably.
"I am beginning to wander what you will be like when you become a real father," Morgance quipped playfully. Casey looked at her and grinned mischievously. "We can always find out," he answered causing Morgance to slap him in the shoulder.
"Ouch," Casey snapped before looking down at the doll. "Did you see what your mother just did?"
"All right class, shut up!" Coach Willis snapped as he walked into the room. He slammed his brief case down on his desktop before sitting down. "I want to thank you all for a great semester. You all seemed to have done well and many of you improved and I hope you all learned something. Such as not calling a penis 'Peter Pan's Magic Flight.'"
There was a burst of laughter as everyone stared at Casey. The boy blushed at the comment, cleared his suddenly tight throat and returned to making faces at the baby doll. Coach Willis only grinned to himself before continuing with his announcements. "Once you bring up the reports to me, the rest of the class day is yours."
"Do you think you can part with that thing Conners?" the coach asked as he walked up to Casey's desk. The boy frowned and nodded before turning to the baby. "Now, you be good for uncle coach Willis," he stated before handing the child to the instructor. Willis just raised an eyebrow and shook the thoughts out of his head. Taking the baby, he left Casey at his desk with Morgance.
"You're such a geek!"
"I am not, I just care for my baby, that's all."
Morgance raised an eyebrow at the comment. "You didn't even name the baby."
"I did so," corrected Casey. "Her name was precious!"
Rolling her eyes, Morgance laughed. Casey soon followed her lead and began laughing as well. The rest of the class time went considerably fast. Soon, the bell rang and students began to leave. As Casey went to the door, a hand grabbed his shoulder. Casey jumped and looked behind him. It was coach Willis, nudging his head for Casey to stay. A lump filled in the boy's throat. What did the coach want? He turned to Morgance, signaling for her to wait for him. She agreed and Casey walked to the coach. "Is there a problem?" he asked nervously.
"Oh no, not a problem," said the coach. "I have something for you," he then replied. He opened his briefcase and pulled out a piece of paper. It was typed and had a round gold seal on the bottom right hand corner. Casey was unsure what it was. All he could do was accept the paper and wait for an explanation. But he got nothing except a pat on the back and the coach saying, "Good work, Conners."
Casey nodded a thank you and then was allowed to leave the room. Morgance was waiting for him, as requested and looked with curiosity at the paper. "What is that?"
Casey shrugged and then decided to read the note. It said:
"For achievement on the Track Field. Casey Conners has shown remarkable effort for trying something new and out of the ordinary. He brought a hard working and goal achieving attitude to every practice and meet. This certificate honors Casey's hard work and willingness to try something Different. Honorable Mention on the Track Field."
A small grin appeared on Casey's face. "It's signed by coach Willis and Principal Lewis."
"You may not have been the fastest runner," said Morgance as she placed a hand on Casey's shoulder. "But you gave the team more than just a fast foot. You gave them determination."
"If that is what all sports look for, I should have joined them all," Casey laughed as he folded up the paper and slipped it into his book bag. He was silent then for a moment and sighed. "I would love to show Delilah," he announced. "But I don't think she would care."
"Why don't you give it a shot?" Morgance replied. She then nodded her head and motioned Casey to look up front. There was Delilah, standing by the lockers and looking at the two as they walked through the hall. She seemed unsure about whether she wanted to meet with them at the moment. However, she kept her stance and waited for Casey.
Casey looked over to Morgance who was smiling knowingly at him. She shoved him along and then walked the opposite way. Casey was about to protest her leaving, but he figured it was for the best. He glanced over to Delilah and offered her a smile. "Hey."
"Hey," Delilah returned. Her face loosened with relief that Casey would talk to her. It had been a while, not since the day he was released from the hospital had they spoken. "Can we talk?" she finally asked. Not wanting others to hear, Casey and Delilah wandered off into one of the empty classrooms and then closed the door. Silence was all around them and neither knew who should speak first. Delilah walked over to the windows where there was a clear view of the football field. She watched as balloons were being attached to the fences and the folding chairs were positioned onto the field for the graduation ceremony that was taking place later that night.
Walking up behind Delilah, Casey looked out the window and smiled to himself. "It is hard to believe we are actually graduating," he commented, breaking the silence. Delilah nodded without looking towards him. Not knowing what to do now, Casey bowed his head slightly and then returned his glance out to the window. "It is over now hopefully and we can go on with our lives."
"Right," she retorted half-heartedly. "We move onto college, marry, have babies and wonder what would have happened had aliens never attacked our school."
Casey thought about the situation. Many things have changed especially personalities of all who were involved. "I would have been a dateless geek, fated to staying at home locked in my room and wondering what it would be like to not be me."
Slipping a strand of her raven hair behind her ear, Delilah nodded and smiled to herself. "I would still be the bitch cheerleader who everyone has plotted to kill at one point or another."
"But you ARE the bitch cheerleader and everyone is still trying to kill you," Casey teased, causing Delilah to look at him but then break into a sweet laughter.
"Rub it in, why don't you?" she nodded with surrender, agreeing that she was still the same. Out of all the students who were involved with the aliens, she was the one with the least change. Delilah suddenly felt guilty about everything. The attitude she had possessed. The way she had treated Casey. She always had to be in charge and now she felt so lost and confused. And out of all the people she knew; her parents, her boy friends, her teachers, Casey was the only one who ever 'believed' in her. How could she have thrown such a precious gift away?
Casey chuckled and placed a hand affectionately on her shoulder and Delilah accepted by placing her own hand on his. "Casey," she finally said after deep thought. "I am sorry for not believing you. I am sorry I pushed you away. And I am sorry, so sorry that I took you for granted. You did not deserve it."
The words warmed Casey very much. It was not common that Delilah admitted to be wrong. She was very stubborn that way. But now, there she was and was apologizing to Casey. Smiling, Casey slipped his arms around Delilah's frame and the two embraced for a long moment. Delilah returned the hug and let out a content sigh; he had forgiven her. She looked up to Casey for a moment and was surprised when he leaned into her and kissed her softly. She pulled away and frowned.
"Is there something wrong?" Casey asked quizzically. Delilah shook her head and she bit her lower lip in thought. "Es Day Lauder lips, right?" Casey then asked with some annoyance. Delilah shook her head again.
"I just don't want to force you into anything Casey. You have grown into someone who knows what he wants. I was selfish and I know that Morgance can give you what I can't."
"You're right," Casey nodded. "She can. But I don't want perfection, Delilah. I just want you."
Delilah looked at the boy with surprise and disbelief. A smile then crossed her lips and she embraced Casey once more. They kissed again, this time passionately and full of devotion. When it ended, Casey frowned. "I am no Mat Richards."
"I'm glad," Delilah responded. "He was so caught up in his sports he failed the semester and has to repeat his senior year." The two burst out into laughter then. Casey finally felt comfortable with himself. Delilah had changed more than she thought. She had grown from the latest experience with Aliens. And Casey grew as well. He was popular, yes, but such a status was nothing if there was a lack of confidence. But now he had knowledge of who he was and where he wanted to be.
Casey and Delilah kissed once more and then left the classroom. When they returned outside, Stokely and Zeke were waiting for them. Zeke's wrist was bandaged but was not as bad as it looked. Zeke lifted his hand and called the two companions over with it, showing the movement was getting better. Casey gave Zeke a lot of credit. He was one to never show his true feelings to public. What ever the man was facing concerning Miss Burke was a mystery and probably is something no one would ever know unless Zeke held him or her in the deepest of confidence. Casey wondered if he would ever ask Zeke about Miss Burke and the fact she was the alien. He wondered if it would just be better to leave things alone and to continue on with life.
The group was now together once again and most likely for the last time. There was no need for words; everyone was where they belonged.
"Well," Zeke smirked. "I suppose I have to go get myself a college education now and make something of myself."
"Is that so bad?" asked Casey with a laugh.
"Yea it is," Zeke answered. "Now I have to pay to be a drop out."
"Don't worry Zeke, at least with College you don't have to be someone you're not," Casey then added. "It all just works out." Delilah and Stokely nodded with agreement. They then looked at each other for a moment. Each hesitant with what to say.
"Well," Stokely said. "This might be the last time we see each other, tit bags."
"Perhaps, lesbian." At that moment, the two embraced each other, letting all their passed differences disappear. Casey and Zeke stood in shock.
"I think Aliens took over their minds," Zeke huffed.
"You got any more S.K.A.T. on you?" asked Casey in jest
"Well, I guess this is it," said Delilah. "It's over."
"Is it really?" asked Stokely suddenly. The group fell silent and looked at her. "I was just thinking that, what if the aliens are still about. Darwin's theory could still be in effect and new breed could evolve."
"Then if they do, we'll be waiting for them," said Zeke with a grin.
"Yea, look out world, the alien busters are coming out," Delilah laughed. "Zeke, Stan, Delilah, Casey and-"
"Sue-Anne Stokely Mitchel!" Stan added. Stokely froze in her place and looked over to Stan in horror. He was holding his yearbook open to Stokely's senior photo. "I finally found it. Your first name...Sue-Anne," he teased.
Stokely was quiet for a moment and then she grinned again. "Call me that again, and we're through." She then took Stan's yearbook and began smacking him with it.
Casey and Delilah laughed at the scene. "Well," said Delilah as she wrapped her arms around Casey. "Some things won't ever change."
Casey nodded and kissed Delilah's forehead. "And I like it that way."
The End...or is it?