Hello readers! It's jazzykid1 here with a new story! I've been getting annoyed at the four kids in the original story, although they got their comeuppance. So I've decided to send out a story with another Golden Ticket, with a tough girl that can say what I want to say to them. But she does have an insecure side too. I hope she isn't a Mary Sue. (This is based on the 2005 movie.)
Disclaimer: The only thing I own is Sasha.
So, with that said, welcome to the story...
Sasha and the Chocolate Factory
The Fourth Golden Ticket Has Been Found! the headlines screamed. I didn't really care. I had my Golden Ticket and the press didn't find me. My life is perfect at the moment. They think there was only five tickets, so obviously it's the fifth one that has been found, really. But there's still one out there. One chance for a lucky trip to the Wonka chocolate factory. I don't like chocolate that much, but the first Wonka bar I ever had was magic. It's not as amazing now, of course, but I still love the taste.
My mom came into the room at that moment. "Sasha, honey," she said "I've booked the flights for you. Sure you want to go alone?"
I smiled. "Sure, Mom. Don't worry, I'm sixteen. And I've booked the hotel room for a week. I do get to go sightseeing after the factory, right?"
"Yes." Mom told me. "Of course. I always forget how grown up you're getting. Now, have you got the Ticket safe?"
"Yes, Mom."
"And you've packed?"
"Yes, Mom."
"And you know the process at the airport, right?"
"Yes, Mom."
"And above all, stick with the group while you're in the factory. It must be a huge place and then there's karma."
"Mom, Mom." I said, sighing. "I know what it's like. And I think I can deal with it. There are like four kids already. Don't worry, I'll stick with the group. I'm terrified of getting lost in the factory!"
Yay! My first multi-chapter fic! The chapters will probably be quite short, but don't worry, I'll try to update at least once a week. In the meantime, R&R! Sasha will verbally beat me up if I don't get any reviews, and I hate it when she does that. Please...I'll give you chocolate instead of cookies **imaginary**. Until next time, jazzykid1 xxx
