Author's Note: This series is a spin off of Charmed. It is not linked with the series (as of yet).

Wicca Awakening

Chapter Three:
School Life

The teens stirred and groaned as consciousness returned to them. Slowly, they all stood up and brushed the dirt and leaves from their clothes. Strange looks were thrown about until Kelly broke the silence.

"W-what just happened?" she asked.

"Ball lightning?" Leah suggested, shrugging her shoulders.

"Whatever it was, it hit us hard. Anyone hurt?" Josh asked while inspecting himself for bodily harm.

"Apart from a banging headache, I'm fine," Kala said, rubbing her aching head.

"How long were we out for? I mean, it his us and we wore up on the floor … we must have been knocked out." Ninja pointed out.

Phil pulled back his school jumper sleeve and checked his watch. "That's weird…" he said softly, tapping the watch a few times, "we've been out less than a minute."

"That's odd… but good! I've got classes to attend," Leah said, picking up her bag, "so, if you'll excuse me…" she made her way through the 'tunnel' and carried on to school.

"Meh, I've got coursework I desperately need to hand in," Kelly said, patting her bag.

"Me too … but I'm just gonna pretend that none of this happened… so… bye!" Ninja said and walked through the tunnel.

The other four students followed suit and headed to every teenager's 'favourite' place: school.

The day dragged on tediously. Classes seemed longer, breaks seemed shorter and the teachers nagged and nagged, particularly Mrs. Jenkins, the Chemistry teacher.

Kelly, Josh and Ninja has this lesson with Mrs. Jenkins. Phil was a year older and in his first year of sixth form, Kala was a year younger and Leah was in her second (and final) year of sixth form.

She hates us,Josh thought to himself. Mrs. Jenkins had set them a lot of work to do.

Ugh! She's evil! EVIL! thought Kelly, secretly giving her teacher nasty looks when she wasn't looking. How are we meant to do all that?! Kelly's eyes darted from her writing-as-fast-as-humanly-possible hand and the back of Mrs. Jenkins head. She kept looking back and forth until suddenly the pen shot out of her hand and flew across the classroom. With a loud clang! the pen hit the white-board just inches away from Mrs. Jenkins' head.

"WHO THREW THAT?!" she shrieked, picking up the pen and holding it up.

In all honesty, no one saw who 'threw' the pen. The class had been busy with the huge load of work that was set. Kelly quickly scrambled into her pencil case and brought out a pen of the same colour and carried on working.

"WELL?" Mrs. Jenkins' cold blue eyes pierced through everyone with a stare of rage. "FINE! The entire class can stay after school next week for a detention!" she wrote something in her personal planner and added more work to do on the board.

Suffice to say that the class was not pleased.

Phil sat at the back of his media class and wrote down notes on various advertising techniques. The video they were watching showed a short presentation on a missing pet cat.

Aww, it's so cute, Phil said to himself, that is, until the claws come out.

As he wrote his notes down he suddenly saw his hand change. It became furry and each finger ended in a long and pointed claw. The pen slipped from his grasp and he looked to his other hand. It was furry too! He blinked and the fur and claws disappeared. He stared at his hands for a brief moment and then began to catch up writing the notes he had missed.

Leah sat in the dining hall eating lunch with a group of friends. Being in the sixth form had its perks: she could push in the dinner queue with no questions asked or she could even get their before the swarms of first-years flooded the place.

She sat staring at the bottled water she was drinking while the dining hall staff tried to keep up wit the many students wanting food. While staring, Leah saw something blurry form in the water. A figure – one of the staff in the dining hall – was in the water! How is that even possible? She took a collection of plates that had been left by a group of students who couldn't be bothered to clean up after themselves. As she picked up the plates one slipped from her hands, fell to the floor and smashed.

"That must be interesting," one of Leah's friends said.

Leah snapped out of her transfixed gaze, "Oh, sorry. Kinda wondered off there," she said, "you finished?"

She and her friend left the table and put their trays and utensils in the 'to be washed' bucket. Leah couldn't help but notice a woman pick up some plates off of a table. As she picked them up, one fell from her hands, hit the floor and smashed.

Ninja looked out of her classroom window and down at the world a story below. She was trying to avoid doing the really hard questions on an algebra exercise since she had finished the rest of the questions. So far it was working.

Outside, a young girl had just fallen over and grazed her knees but her mother was there to calm her down. A sudden feeling of sadness and pain washed over Ninja. She watched as the young girl cried.

"Are you O.K.?" Inez, Ninja's best friend asked. Aww, she looks hurt. I hope everything's all right.

"I look hurt?" Ninja blurted out in response. "I-I mean I'm fine. Really I am."

Inez raised an eyebrow. "O.K. then. You'd best carry on with the work. Miss is checking what everyone has done this lesson."

With a sigh and one last glance out of the window, Ninja continued her work.

P.E: Josh's least favourite lesson. At least it was the end of the day. But still, why did Mr. Blaine insist on playing football in the mud and cold?

Football (a.k.a. soccer) was Josh's least favourite sport. He just didn't see what was so exhilarating about kicking a ball into a net. As usual Josh was put in goal due to his lack of interest and talent.

He never really paid attention to what happened during the game. He liked to stare at the clouds and the scenery around the P.E. field. However, the thud of boots on the soggy yet firm ground and the various screams of over-the-top adolescent athletes got his attention.

As Josh turned around the football was kicked full-force at him. A quick "Ahh!" escaped him and he threw up his hands, trying to catch it as best as he could.

The ball was a few inches away from his outstretched palms when it stopped in mid-air. Josh stood there amazed. A few seconds later it dropped into his hands and the whistle blew. Later, he was praised for his 'catch', but he was just glad the game was over and he could go home.

Kala bid her friends farewell and left the school grounds. She walked down an alleyway that was directly next to the school, in order to avoid going through the Park… She had had a headache all day since whatever happened this morning.

She held a hand to the side of her head and wondered if the pain would ever go away. A tickling sensation suddenly ran up Kala's nose. A sneeze was imminent.

Oh God. This is gonna hurt, she thought and she braced herself.

With an "Achoo!" she covered her nose, closed her eyes and quickly reopened them. Once opened, a ball of purple crackling energy shot out of each eye and collided with part of the wooden fence that ran along the side of the alley. Instantly Kala was relieved. The pain and the ache had gone! But she didn't have time to relish in her relief as she was thrown backward to the floor as pieces of wood and splinters flew everywhere. She slowly regained her pose, looked around at the devastation and wandered what the hell she'd just done.

Kala grabbed her bag and ran away from the alley to her home as fast as her feet could take her.

A few minutes late a man came to see what the huge noise was. As he inspected the damage and the debris, Bailey appeared in front of him from out of nowhere.

"W-where did you come from?" the man asked shakily.

Bailey picked up a sharp piece of fence and said, "Oh, that doesn't matter," and stabbed the innocent bystander through the heart. Happy with his kill, he grinned and in the blink of an eye he disappeared from sight.

Author's Note: We'll see more of Phil's power later on. If anyone can name the Coven's powers, they can get a pat on the head from me :)