Asad [Septer Series- Book 3] *Beta Version*

The Invitation

Chapter 5- The Invitation

    "Here," The lady said running back towards the door. She held two envelopes in her hand and handed them to each of them.

"What's this?" Asad asked looking down at the envelope that had his name on it. He was freaked out that it was his name. He had only met this women a few minutes ago. 

"Open it when you get home," The lady said winking at the two of them and closing the door. Alessia looked up at Asad in shock.

"It says, 'To Alessia'," Alessia said wide eyed.

"How could she have know our names?" Asad asked as they both stood their in shock.

"I want to open it," Alessia whispered. "Come on, let's go," She said turning and walking back towards her house. Asad ran up behind her and walked along side of her. He looked behind him to make sure she was out of viewing range so she couldn't see them. Asad began opening the envelope. "What are you doing? She said to open it when we get home! It could like be a bomb or something if we opened it too soon!" Alessia said taking the envelope out of his hand.

"Fine," Asad huffed.

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     When they reached Alessia's house after a few minutes, Alessia began to open her envelope along with Asad. She took out a small note card from the envelope. Alessia held it up and read it.

You have been granted into the School of Holliton. Please RSVP by June 30th for your registration in July. 

Asad's note card read the same thing. They looked at the back and it read a website and a phone number.

"A school?" Alessia asked. "In July?" She finished staring at it in confusion.

"We could look at the website maybe. It could show us what kind of school it is," Asad shrugged.

"Good idea," Alessia said walking into her house. "Come on," Alessia motioned as Asad came in with her. She sat down at the computer.

"Hi Alessia, who is this?" Alessia's mother asked cooking in the kitchen. 

"Asad. I'm just, letting him look at this website real fast," Alessia said awkwardly smiling.

"What website?" Her mother asked. She stuttered.

"It's a website for some books to read," Asad blurted.

"You mean that website, Wattpad?" Her mother asked drying her hands off in the kitchen.

"Yep," Asad said quickly.

"Alright," Her mother said walking into the next room. Then Alessia hit his shoulder.

"Don't lie!" Alessia whispered as she turned and began typing up the website from the note card.

"Ow," Asad said sarcastically. Then he looked at the website that popped up. "What is this?" Asad asked looking at the screen.

"It seems to be some kind of school for, teens or something," Alessia said scrolling as her eyes widened. "Not just regular teens, teens with superpowers!" Alessia gasped. Then Asad read a description out loud.

"Come and join our school to learn more about techniques and discover more about yourself. Bring friends and blah blah," Asad said backing away from the screen. 

"What does this mean?" Alessia asked shocked.

"This means there is other people like us," Asad said nodding his head.

"This also means that, that lady knew we had, powers," Alessia whispered frowning. Then there was a knock on the door. Alessia got up and opened the door.

"Hey Alessia, can I come in?" Someone said coming in. It was Septer. "Oh, hey Asad. What are you doing here?" Septer asked surprised.

"You need to see this," Asad said pointing to the website on the computer screen. 

"I will, just I got this random letter at my doorstep," Septer said to Alessia holding out the note card. 

"We did too! It turns out," Alessia said lowering her voice. "it's a school for people with super-powers," Alessia whispered. Septer's eyes widened in shock. 

"Wh-what? Who gave you your letters?" Septer asked in shock. 

"We gave a lady's cat back to this her house and she gave the random envelopes," Asad said. "And we looked up the website for the school," He said pointing to the screen.

"This is too strange," Septer said shaking her head. "Do you think, ugh, Derick got one?" Septer asked.

"I bet so," Alessia said. 

"Do you think this is Kenna's school or something?" Septer asked Alessia.

"Who's Kenna?" Asad asked as the two girls turned to him surprised he didn't know.

"She's the one who we ran away from and you thankfully saved us," Alessia said. Then angry appeared in Asad's face.

"She must be the one who burnt down my cabin," Asad said narrowing his eyes. Septer gasped.

"What?!" Septer asked sadly.

"When I came back I only found ashes," Asad said frowning.

"Don't worry, you'll find another house. And if this is Kenna's school we will get her alright. She's done way too much to all of us, and now it's time to get her back," Alessia said.

"So we are going to this, uh, super-power school?" Septer asked Alessia.

"I'm going. I'm curious to we what it's like," Alessia said. "And if Kenna is there I need someone to help me defeat her, what do you say Septer?" Alessia asked. Septer nodded.

"And you Asad?" Septer asked.

"I'm coming," Asad said smiling. "She'll be surprised," He said standing up. 

"What about Derick?" Alessia asked Septer. "If he got invited can he come?" She asked. Septer groaned.

"I hope he hasn't got invited," Septer muttered.

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     Asad put his hands in his jean pockets and headed towards his room. Sam was standing in the hall with a grin on his face.

"What's up with you?" Asad asked him as he walked by.

"Oh, you know just got your guitar for ya," Sam said smiling. Asad froze.

"You got it?" Asad asked as Sam nodded going towards his room. He came out with a giant guitar case. 

"Now hand me the address with a piece of paper on it then I'll give it to you," Sam said nodding.

"Fine," Asad shrugged writing down the address on a piece of paper. "Here," Asad said handing it to him as Sam gave him the guitar case in return.

"This is not trick is it? It's not just an empty guitar case," Asad said glaring at him.

"No I worked for it," Sam said grinning like a creep at the address.

"Doing what?" Asad asked laughing. He opened the guitar case slowly.

"I sold some old stuff online," Sam said. Asad nodded taking out the acoustic guitar. It was absolutely beatiful with it's texture and design. The strings were new and it was a tan-ish color. Asad strummed it a little and smiled. 

"Thanks little bro," Asad said rubbing his hair.

"Ack! Don't call me that," Sam said pulling away from him and going into his room. Asad was just glad he got a new guitar finally.