Hello. x.

I hope you like this story. x.

It is a sky high/charmed crossover. x.

I have had this story in my head for a while now and I have finally decided to put it on paper… or computer… I guess…

Anyways, I hope you guys like it. x.

Coach Boomer's pov

Great. Another year, another first day, another freshman class. Just perfect. And guess who has to look after all the little brats, me. I am the one who has to get them through power placement. I am the one who has to sit and watch them work their way through their pathetic little powers.

Last year I was lucky enough -sense the sarcasm- to meet Mr. Stronghold and his friends. Although I doubt there will be any interesting freshmen this year.

I stood on my podium ready and waiting for everyone to pile in. Suddenly the podium lurched to life and took me up into the gym where the entire school was sat in the stands and there was a nervous looking group of freshmen. I sighed.

"Ok, Freshmen, I will call you all up one at a time and you will tell me your name and your power and yes, you will do so in front of the entire school."

I heard a nervous muttering make its way through the freshmen group while the rest of the school were smirking in triumph.

"Ok, you at the front, what's your name? What's your power?"

"M-my n-name is T-Toby S-Smith." Great, he stutters.

"Ok, power up." I commanded.

I watched as he became invisible and then reappeared. What use is that?

"Invisibility? That's it?"

"N-no. I c-can" He was cut off by another freshman in the crowd.

"Car." She said quietly.

The car dropped at her command and I jumped out of the way while the invisible kid just stood there. My eyes widened as the kid just watched as the car fell onto his head. The car phased straight through him and Toby ended up sat on the roof. I released a sigh of relief and turned to glare at the Freshman who dropped the car.

"Smith, Hero. You are next." I said pointing to the freshman.

The freshman walked up the podium wearing blue jeans, black leather high heel boots and a black hoody with the hood pulled over, covering their face. Judging by the boots I am assuming it is a girl but with kids these days, you never know.

"Name and power." I asked coldly. She pulled down her hood revealing that she was in fact a girl.

"Poppy Halliwell."

"Have we met? I am sure I have heard that name somewhere before."

"Yes. We met a while ago. When I was a child. You knew me as kitty back then."

"Kitty? The famous super-hero? Everyone has heard of her but no-one knows her power. That's you? But you haven't even graduated high school yet."

"Can we move on?"

"Hero, obviously. But what is your power?"

"I'm a witch."

"What like flying around on broomsticks? Stuff like that?"

"No. That is so stereotypical. The only part of the stereotype that is right about witches is that we like cats." With that said she shape-shifted into a cute little grey tabby kitten.

"That's it?" She shifted back into herself and gave me a dirty look.

"No. I can perform spells, make potions and I have my personal powers."

"Which would be?" She heaved a loud sigh and ran a hand through her hair.

"Telekinesis, Premonition, freezing time, explosions, cupid and I am a white lighter."

"A white lighter? Cupid?" She grumbled again.

"My mother, my uncle and my two cousins are all white lighters. Guardian angels in a way. Although the elders have now taken the liberty to start putting protection spells our charges so we don't have to worry for them so much. White lighters can orb or teleport, heal and all for things. They can also conjure up shields, etc. They are very powerful."

"Ok… and the cupid?"

"My other uncle is a cupid. He can make people fall in love, he can travel through time and he can see love. I do not have as much practice with being a cupid so I am still unsure of how to use all of those powers."

Everyone in the room just stood staring at her, gobsmacked, except for Lash Livingston.

"Hey Kitty." He shouted, quickly approaching the podium. He jumped up and went to put his arm around her shoulders.

"Lash. You go to this school?"

"Yes. You didn't know that?"

"No… dad will be pleased to know that you actually attend school, you are one of his worst parolees."

"Yeah, well. I guess I will see you around." He said.

Poppy looked into the sky and stared distantly for a while. When she finally blinked she wriggled her way out of Lash's arms and shouted;

"LEO, WYATT, CHRIS, MUM." Everyone watched, still gobsmacked, as four sets of blue bubbles appeared on the ground behind us.

"Hey, Poppy. You got the message too?"

"Yes. Can you handle it without me?"

"Yes. Of course. Chris, Wyatt, stay here with your cousin."

"But dad"

"Stay. Here. You two are supposed to be attending school anyway. One day won't hurt."

With that said the two adults' teleported out, leaving two glaring boys and a very shocked school.

"You guys can go now. I don't need babysitters and you two are homeschooled by your grandpa."

"Thank you." They both kissed her head and teleported out.

Then everyone turned, almost completely in sync to stare at her.

Warren's pov

She is so powerful, so beautiful. Perfect. Her long dark hair cascaded down her back as she jumped down from the podium, her emerald green eyes searching for a place to sit in the stands. She had pale white skin and contrasting dark red lips. Her bright eyes were framed by black eyeliner and mascara making her skin seem even paler.

I watched her as she made her way through the stands heading towards me. I was sat in my usual bubble. I had about 3 metres circle around me separating me from everyone else. Last year I had made friends with Stronghold and the others but that didn't mean I would sit with them. I kept my distance from them and they kept away from me. I no longer want to kill any of them, but I don't want to hang out with them 24/7. Being dragged around with them by Layla at the weekends is bad enough.

Poppy walked up and sat inside the empty circle around me, and quite close, but not too close. She was sat on the row behind me and slightly to the side. Everyone around gasped and shuffled slightly further away. Apparently people were going to fear her now too. I leant back, towards her.

"Do you know who I am?"

"Warren Peace. Son of Barren Battle. Can control fire."

"Ok… how did you know all of that?"

"A white lighter needs to know about their charges."

"Charges? More than one?"

"Yes, I have approximately… 5 charges for my white lighter duties and 9 for my cupid duties. However my cupid duties are just simple missions because like I said, I am not a full cupid yet. I can't use my powers very well. I need my uncle to help me, Chloe and Candy when he has time."

"Chloe and Candy?"

"My cousins… both are cupids but my uncle hasn't had the time to teach us all yet."

"Oh. Are all of your charges inside of the school?"

"5 for cupid and 2 for white lighter."

"Oh… can you tell me who they are?"

"I could… but I won't. I will tell you though that you are on both lists."

"Me? Why?" What would a cupid want with me? And why would I need a white lighter… I do not need protecting.

"Well… I am your white lighter. I have to keep you safe and guide you through life… at least until the elders tell me I'm done."

"The elders?"

"You know what… too much to explain. Never mind." I nodded and watched her.

It is unbelievable that someone so fragile-looking can be a guardian angel, spirit guide, white lighter whatever you want to call it. She looked so sweet and small. It is astounding that such a small thing can contain so much power. Telekinesis, premonition, explosions, time freezing, white lighter, cupid and god-only-knows what else.

When it came time for lunch Poppy stood up and leant forwards, whispering in my ear;

"If you ever need me… just call."

I sat speechless as she left the gymnasium, making her way to the cafeteria. I just sat silently watching her leave.

I have a feeling that things are going to be much more interesting with her around.

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