I believe that my good conduct record for this story has fallen out the window. This was supposed to have been posted on Friday. Well, sorry for the wait. Here is the next chapter. There's a lot more dialogue in this latest installation.

"Alright. Stand back everyone. Or else you will be mouthed off." Ruthy announced to the crowd of students filing out of their classrooms.

"Ruthy, stop it."

She turned around and grinned at Willy.

"You don't like fame?" she asked.

"He had no right to talk to you like that. I just told him off and that is it."

"Fine! I'll just-"

She halted mid sentence and Willy had to look down the hallway several times until he spotted the problem. Veronica was standing at her locker, talking to a girl. Ruthy quickly ducked behind him.

"She's distracted."

"But if she wasn't, she would be here telling me off for yesterday."

That was true. He didn't know Veronica really well, but what he did know was that she was very loyal to her friends. She didn't seem like the kind of person who would take what Ruthy doled out about Terrence yesterday.

It didn't take long for Ruthy to dash out of sight when Veronica turned around.

"Will. Is it true? Did you really tell Eric Ficklegruber off?"

"He insulted Ruthy."

"Ruthy? Wait, you spoke to her? After what happened?"

"Look Veronica I found her crying. She sounded really regretful."

"Regretful." Veronica repeated. "You know, you are just like Terrence. No matter what, he sticks by people."

"Unlike you." he muttered.

"What? Will, how can you forgive her after what she said about Terrence?"

"Maybe it slipped out. She didn't want to get in trouble and well, you say different things when your angry or scared."

"Don't talk to me like you know Ruthy better. I know her attitude. I'm not forgiving her."

Willy rolled his eyes. Some people could be so stubborn.

"Did you hear about Terrence?" he asked.

"You...Terrence? You know something?"

"He should be back at the end of the day."

All previous anger disappeared from Veronica's eyes. She leaned in and kissed him on the part of his cheek that was not obscured by metal. He caught the scent of vanilla and strawberries and suddenly was reminded of his mother's perfume.

"I have to fix my hair."

"So you can meet Terrence?"

"Yes of course Will. What else?"

Willy gave her a look. She had only seen Terrence yesterday. It wasn't like they hadn't talked for weeks.

"Erm...well, you know." Veronica said, shuffling her feet and blushing. "Have to look nice."

It was an awkward moment. Willy knew she felt something for Terrence. But he didn't want to embarrass her any further.

"Well, I guess I'll see you soon."

And she ran off down the hall, leaving Willy alone.

"Great job Metal."

"You really told Eric off."

"You are so choice."(In case off confusion, choice meant you were really cool)

Willy just wanted to know how the news spread so quickly. And also, how did all these people know him? Sure, it made him feel a little more popular, but after 20 compliments, he really wanted to scream, "How do you know me?!" As he opened his locker to get his stuff, the door swung closed and almost hit him in the face.

"I leave for two minutes and you have already taken over the school!" said a voice

Willy looked up. It was Terrence. Except he didn't look the same. On each cheek was a thin green stitch.

"Terrence! You scared me."

He laughed.

"Sorry bout that. Hey, look at these scars. Now your not the only one that will be insulted for the stuff on your face."

Willy smiled.

"Hey Terry. Love the scar." said a passing blonde.

"Yeah, that's the first thing girls tell me when they see my headgear." Willy said sarcastically, grabbing his stuff and closing the locker.

"Bad timing?" Terrence suggested.

"No. Just look."

When Terrence turned around, there was a huge group of girls staring at him.

"Oh you poor thing. What happened Teddy bear?" said one.

"Uh, I got in a fight."

"Really? And you have scars. You must be real brave. Promise you will fight for me one day."

"Amanda, please get off me." Terrence said.

She pouted, and stopped stroking his cheek.

"Come on girls."

The rest of the group giggled as they caught Terrence's eye, but eventually, they followed Amanda.

"Teddy bear?" Willy asked. "You know what? I'm fine with not having your fame."

Veronica was delighted to see Terrence. However, Willy couldn't help but laugh at the height her hair was. How she did it all in a mere 10 minutes was shocking.

"I saw the candy store." Willy said as they walked down the street.

"He was completely floored. You should have seen his eyes light up."

"Well, you haven't met my mother yet."

Willy couldn't believe Terrence would make that statement. Was his mother really that amazing?

He supposed he was going to find out. The three walked slowly down the streets and frankly, he was getting bored of it. He actually felt like running there now, but knew his friends might not be up to it.

It took nearly, twenty minutes, but they finally reached the store. For some strange reason, it looked different. Like there was a little extra magic sprinkled over it. The instruments in the windows spun faster than yesterday.

He heard the tinkle of the bell as the door opened and once more, he was met with the scent of chocolate. The sight of chocolate. The...sound of chocolate? Over on the counter was a small guitar made out of dark chocolate, which strum away on it's own accord.

"That's amazing."

"I know. My mom never told me how she gets it to play. She's like a magician."

"That information is for amazing chocolatiers only." said a voice. And out of an open door with brightly coloured streamers across it, poked the head of a woman.

Her hair was light brown and curly and her face was really pale. Oh her face were a pair of huge sunglasses.

"I'm your son!" Terrence insisted.

"Well then...Son...Maybe you can tell me where Harold is."

"Oh no not Harold. He scares me. He never speaks." said Veronica.

She giggled and Willy smiled. He hadn't even been addressed by her yet, and already he was completely mesmerized.

"This is my new friend mom." said Terrence.

She stared straight at him. At least, he thought she was. You couldn't tell with those sunglasses. She walked once, twice, three times around him before saying,

"I know you. Do I?" she asked.

Willy tried to rack his brains, trying to figure out when he would of seen her before. He couldn't come up with anything.

"I would remember you if I did." said Willy.

"Really? What if you were young. What if you were five. Would you remember me then."

"Yes. I think so."

"How about four."

"Yes."

"Three?"

"Yes."

"Two."

"Yes."

She paused.

"One day old."

"Uh..."

They all started laughing. It took awhile but then...

"Yes."

Terrence and Veronica looked on in shock.

"What is your name?"

"Willy Wonka."

She smiled.

"Isabella Masters."