Coven: Witch School
Apparently, I'm a witch. It was surprising hearing that, I didn't even know there were male witches. But it seems like there are and I'm one of them. It was a weird day when I found out about my powers. I was at school having one of those cliché school fights when all of the sudden, the guy I was fighting dropped dead. The autopsy couldn't reveal what he died of, but everyone said I killed him. I couldn't have, I wasn't that good of a fighter.
A couple of weeks later, three men dressed in black suits appear in my house. My mother revealed to me that I'm a descendant of the witches from Salem and that I was too a witch. So I packed and took a trip down to New Orleans, where I would be enrolling in a school directed to young witches.
The school, or coven as the headmistress called it, had been offering a haven for young witches since the early 1700's. There were 12 other witches; 7 girls and 5 boys. All of them possessed supernatural powers. Some had a specific power while others were just a simple witch.
So there I was, fifteen living in a house full of witches. It was something no one would see coming, but it seemed like that was what the universe had in-store for me.
