Stuff to know before reading this AU:
Kyle's a warlock and goes to the all male rival school to Miss. Robachouix's.
The name for the boy's school, Sauveterre, is a French surname. It means safe-haven.
Zoe's power is she can kill people (necrokinesis), but not through sex.
Madison and Zoe are best friends and Madison is protective of Zoe.
Zoe is more timid and shy, in the beginning.
Cordelia is Zoe's aunt (who has raised her) and Kyle's uncle (Damien Di'Angelo) is the headmaster of Sauveterre's.
The point of view will constantly switch between Zoe and Kyle.
The outfits for Zoe and the Coven are on my account sissycreates94 on Polyvore. com. They are under the story tittle.
Now onto the story,
Two households, both alike in dignity,
In fair New Orleans, where we lay our scene,
(Zoe's POV)
"I don't understand why we have to do this every year." I don't try to hide my annoyance as sit down on my bed.
Madison looks over her shoulder at me before continuing searching her closet.
"Why do you act like we have any say in this? It's Cordelia thing. To,"
She speaks in a higher voice, attempting to match our headmistress' pitch " 'try an preserve our unique and powerful status in the community'."
"It's just so.." The lower half of my body dangles off the bed as I lay down."..stupid."
"Yeah well, if you don't go you're gonna get detention." She turns to look at me. "And you know that isn't the funnest thing to do."
Closing my eyes, I sigh.
Being suspended in midair for an hour may seem easy but it's the complete opposite.
"What if make a fool of myself, like last year?"
"Zoe," I hear her footsteps walk across the floor as she comes to lay next to me. "Nobody coming tonight will remember. Trust me."
"The thought of people staring at me." I say quietly, leaning my head on her shoulder. "It's scary."
"Oh please." Her voice teases. "The only reason they're gonna stare in your direction, is because I'm next to you." I open an eye to see her smirking, causing me to smile.
She nudges against me before sitting up. "Plus, I invited this hot guy and he's bringing some friends. So,"
Reaching for my hand, she pulls up my reluctant body, "we have to look extra good tonight."
Meanwhile, at Mr. Sauveterre's Preparatory for Remarkable Young Gentlemen; (Kyle's POV)
"Man, it's gonna be sweet!" My classmates are scattered throughout my roommate and I's room.
They were currently discussing some party they were gonna go to.
That, of course, was being held at Robachoix's.
I'm barely listening as I sit at my desk, working on some incantations.
"Just think, we can see finally inside that school." Brenner voice booms in the occupied room.
"Scope out what they can do."
Norman speaks up nervously, "Di'Angelo isn't gonna like this."
"He won't find out. Unless Kyle tells him." Wilson quips.
I look up at this, my brow raised, "Why would I do that?"
"Cause you're you." Carter adds from the bed next to me. "Kyle 'Prodigy' Spencer." I roll my eyes.
I can't stand when they bring that up.
Acting like I chose the family I was born in to.
"Actually, I was gonna go with you guys." I say with a shrug, "It might be interesting."
"That's my boy." Brenner says, pointing at me.
"Yeah," I turn in my seat, going back to my paper. "Whatever."
(Zoe's POV)
"I look ridiculous Mads." I state in a hushed tone, tugging at the material, glancing, through my silver mask, over the second floor landing as more and more people arrive.
"Zo, stop." Eyes, visible beneath her a gold and black mask, glance my way. "You look hot." I close my eyes in irritation at her.
She smacks my hand down to stop me from playing with the dress.
Madison had picked out our gowns.
She chose a black and burgundy gown for herself. The skirt hem high in the front but long in the back, made of feather and lace.
And for me, she decided on a light blue, strapless, fish-tail gown. Stating it was perfect cause it was innocent but still sexy, like me. (I had scoffed at this comment.)
Our fellow sisters soon join us. Each dressed up but still maintaining their own style.
Misty's dress is white with long and loose sleeves and a beaded waist.
"Hi Madison, Zoe!" Her voice expresses excitement.
"You look pretty Misty" I tell her truthfully.
"Really?" She twirls a little at my comment and I smile.
Next, I see Nan and Queenie walking towards us.
Nan had worn a Gothic style, velvet dress. She always dressed as if she was a witch from generations before, and somehow pulled it off.
I glance at Queenie.
Her dress is purple with an empire waist.
We hear footsteps down the hall and see my aunt Cordelia.
Her gown is beautiful, light- pink with lace long-sleeves.
"Girls," Cordelia speaks when she reaches us. "I expect you all to behave like young ladies." Her voice is stern as she looks expectantly at Madison.
"You got it Foxxy. I'll behave." She says mockingly. I gently elbow her in the side.
"She'll be okay, Cordelia." I reassure our headmistress. "I'll make sure of it."
"Good." She claps her hands together, "Let's go and enjoy our party then, shall we?"
She begins to descend the staircase, Misty following closely behind, eager to join the fun.
"Be careful Zoe." Queenie taunts. "Remember last time?"
Madison steps forward a little, eyes squinting.
"Leave her alone," Madison says protectively.
"or I'll make sure your fat-ass falls into the snack table, where you're gonna spend most of the night anyway "
Queenie walks closer to Madison, who just stands her ground, crossing her arms and staring at Queenie, challenging her.
Nan looks between the two.
"Let's go." Nan insists. Queenie rolls her eyes and gives Madison another glare before walking away, Nan leading them.
"Do you have to always fight with her?" I question, exasperated by the petty argument.
"I wouldn't have to if you would handle yourself." She shoots back pointedly.
"I-" The raise of her eyebrows causes me to halt my protest."Thank you."
"Course." She replies nonchalantly. "Now," I feel her grab my hand. "Let's go turn some heads, shall we?"
(Kyle's POV)
"Brenner," I ask form the backseat as we arrive at the academy. "Did you think about how we were gonna get inside?"
He looks at me from the mirror. "It's not gonna be real hard." He reaches in the glove department and pulls out an envelope. "Charmed a little hottie at the coffee shop the other day." He boasts, "Snagged an invite. She apparently goes here."
Putting on a mask, he hands us all one to do the same.
"Let's go boys."
They all holler as they get exit the car.
I follow behind them, attempting not to bring too much attention to myself.
Cause unlike my friends, I didn't feel like getting caught by these witches.
From what Uncle Damien has told me, you cross them and you'll regret it.
Once we enter, I loose the guys among the midst of people.
Not that I really cared.
Wandering, I find myself in front of the live band.
'Pride can stand
A thousand Trials
The strong will never fall...'
(Zoe's POV)
Madison immediately goes around the room to mingle, leaving me alone.
Sighing, I begin to explore the ball room, listening to the beautiful music being played.
I wind up in front of the stage, just watching the band.
Scanning the people around me, I see men looking at woman.
Staring at them as if their the only person they see.
I wish one guy, just one, would look at me that way.
'But watching stars without You
My soul cried
Heaving hard is full of pain
Oh, oh, the aching...'
(Kyle's POV)
''Cos I'm kissing you, oh
I'm kissing you..'
Some couples to my left walk towards the dance floor.
Then I notice her.
Captivating.
That's the only word that comes to mind as I admire the radiant beauty.
A natural glow surrounding her, as if she were an angel.
And at this moment, to me, that's exactly what she is.
Her body sways gently and gracefully to the music.
Yeah, just completely and utterly...
Captivating
'Touch me deep
Pure and true
Gift to me forever...'
(Zoe's POV)
'Cos I'm kissing you, oh
I'm kissing you
Yeah hey
Yeah...'
Glancing to my right, I realize someones watching me intently.
A boy, about my age.
He is handsome, that's for sure.
Dapper and suave in the suit he's wearing, hair blonde and shaggy, the red mask on his face allows me to take in his dark chocolate eyes.
Eyes that held a kindness in them.
When he grins at me, boyish and charming, my lips quirk in a small smile.
(Kyle POV)
'Where are you now?
Where are you now?..'
I'm unable to look away, enchanted by honey-hued eyes and pale-pink lips.
Her head bows down shyly, before lifting and catching my eye once again.
The way she peers at me curiously, from under long eyelashes with her bottom lip between her teeth, makes her appear both sexy and adorable.
My brows raise as I grin sheepishly at her.
The angel's face flushes and the corners of her eyes crinkle as she smiles sweetly in return.
As I take a step forward to go and talk to the angel, someone walks up behind her.
"Hey, I've been looking for you." Another girl grabs her elbow. "Come on."
The mysterious angel smiles at me once more before being pulled away.
'Cos I'm kissing you
I'm kissing you, ohh...'
(Zoe's POV)
"Madison, what did you need?" I ask her, disappointed at being brought away from the blonde boy.
"There's some people I want you to meet." She responds, continuing to pull me with her until we reach a couple of guys.
"Zo," she motions to the guy next to her. "this is Brenner. The guy I met the other day."
"Hello Zoe."
"Hi." I get an unsettling feeling from him, something not exactly right.
"And this is his friend Carter." I glance at the other guy.
"I was just telling him about you." The way she says this is suggestive.
"Um, can you excuse me?" I request, glancing briefly behind me to find the mystery guy staring. "I need some fresh air."
Hastily, I exit the room, wanting to get away.
(Kyle's POV)
Her friend brings her over to some guys.
Brenner and Carter.
I feel myself become jealous.
But, at the sight of her uncomfortable stance with them, it relieves me somewhat.
She all of a sudden leaves the room but not before looking back at me.
Following the doe-eyed girl, I find her out in the school garden.
She's sitting on a bench, barefoot and eyes shut, a content smile on her face.
Closer, she's even more beautiful, the moonlight illuminating her.
"Not a fan of heels?"
She gasps a little, eyes opening, head turning in my direction. "Sorry, didn't mean to scare you."
"Oh no, it's fine." Her voice is light and reassuring."And yeah, not my usual foot wear."
A grin comes across my features.
I motion to the bench with my head, "Do you mind if I sit down?"
Her eyes widen as she shakes her head. "Of course not." She scoots over a little.
"I'm Kyle."
"Zoe."
(Zoe's POV)
We had been talking for well over an hour.
About whatever came to our minds.
Where we were from, what the theme for our 5th birthday's were, favorite foods, music, hobbies.
Everything and anything, our conversation not once becoming awkward.
Never have I been able to talk to someone so easily, words forming and flowing seamlessly from myself.
I was comfortable with him.
"You're too amazing." He teases.
"There's gotta be something wrong with you?" Accusingly he points a finger at me, making me laugh lightly.
He takes in a breath, disappointment suddenly on his face. "I know," his tone turns sad.
"You have a boyfriend." He covers his face with a hand.
The corners of my mouth rise a little as I shake my head, "No... I don't."
He peeks through his fingers,"Really?" He sounds surprised.
"Yeah, guys don't really go for someone like me."
(Kyle's POV)
My eyebrows furrow in confusion. "I'm sure that's not true."
Why did she think so little of herself?
"Yes it is. I've never had a boyfriend or been on a date." She turns away embarrassed, "I haven't even kissed a guy before." Her laugh sorely, "How pathetic is that?"
"Who wouldn't want to kiss you?" I retort.
"You'd be surprised." Her head is down, eyes avoiding mine.
I lick my suddenly dry lips, the next question leaving my mouth without any thought.
"What if I said," The lump in my throat is swallowed before I continue to speak, "I wanted to kiss you?"
"I," she clears her throat before her head raises.
My hand raises to cup her cheek, thumb running softly along her smooth skin..
"Zoe," I gaze into her eyes, which seem to widen.
Her lips part slightly.
"Please let me kiss you." The request is soft and cautious.
Silence overtakes the yard for, what seems like, an eternity.
"Okay."
The voice that answers is so quiet, it's almost inaudible.
Leaning in, the smell of her perfume hits me.
Gardenias and oranges.
The scent is exhilarating.
It's her.
(Zoe's POV)
My eyes are still open when he presses his lips to mine.
One of my hands awkwardly placed on my own lap, the other holding onto the bench.
I don't know what to do.
Slowly, my eyes close and I place a hand on his chest.
His lips move against mine effortlessly.
Is a person's heart meant to beat this fast?
Does a kiss normally effect someone this way?
Should it feel like this with a boy I just met?
These questions circle around in my mind.
My eyes flutter open when his lips pull softly away, nose nudging my own.
"Was that okay?" He mutters, warm breath fans my face, causing me to shiver.
I only nod my head, gulping, vision flickering to his lips again.
Noticing, he smirks slightly, his hand holding the back of my neck more firmly, bringing my mouth back to his.
(Kyle's POV)
There is something alluring about her, in both appearance and soul.
I've never kissed someone and had it feel quite like this.
It's all those cliches rolled into one:
Fireworks exploding behind closed lids..
goosebumps forming...
tingles running up and down my spine...
butterflies in my stomach...
And that other bullshit I always thought wasn't real.
But this beautiful girl, sweet sweet Zoe, has allowed me to experience it first hand.
I shift my body to move closer to her.
Her hand, in response, grips my shoulder.
Hesitantly, my tongue traces her bottom lip.
Screams from inside cause us both to pull away.
"What the hell?"
I help her stand as she attempts to put on her shoes.
When we get back inside, it's complete chaos.
Glass shattered across the floor, guests in states of panic, running around everywhere.
Zoe lets go of my hand. "Madison!", she calls out.
Her friend rushes over to us, attention on Zoe.
"What happened?" Zoe inquires, confused.
"Those guys I introduced you to, there from Sauveterre's." My eyes widen at this.
How did they now about us?
"They did something," she motions to the entire room in exasperation. "Now everyone's fucking hallucinating!"
As I'm about to speak, a hand tugs at my arm.
"We gotta go." Brenner says harshly, "Now!" I see behind him, the rest of the guys heading for the door.
He drags me away.
I glance back at Zoe and see she and a group of girl's are talking to Cordelia Foxxe. Headmistress of Miss. Robachouix's.
Then I put it together.
She's a witch.
(Zoe's POV)
"Nan, can you hear any of them?" Cordelia asks urgently.
Nan concentrates for a moment before answering.
"They're outside, heading into a red Bentley, five of them."
"Zoe and Madison, go see if you can stop them. The rest of you, help me round up everyone. No one else leaves!"
Madison and I quickly head for the door.
As we reach the porch, I spot Kyle getting into the car Nan described.
It's full of boys, who holler and laugh as they yank off their masks.
Kyle sees me and his face suddenly changes, from anger to apologetic, as they speed off.
Hurt and betrayal courses through me.
"He's from Saverterre's."
I feel my eyes well up with unwanted tears.
"A warlock."
My only love sprung from my only hate!
To early seen unknown, and known too late!
Hope you guys enjoyed this chapter.
The song used is "I'm Kissing You" by Des'Ree, from "Romeo + Juliet" 1996.
The movie was where the inspiration came from for this story, because of that scene in the first episode of Coven between Zoe and Kyle.
Next chapter should be up towards the end of this week. Reviews are appreciated
Thanks for reading!