The girls stood together outside of Wonka's factory, not one of them had a guardian with them. Slowly the gates began to open, screeching as they did so.
"Why did we bring out instrumets again?" asked Sarra as she pointed to her clarinet case, which also bore the E flat clarinet.
"Because, we're going back to wind orchestra once this is all over," said Sabrina who was getting tired of carrying her tenor sax case. Suddenly a voice boomed over some unseen intercom.
"Come on in!" said the voice happily. The girls gave each other questioning looks and stepped in through the gates.
"Come closer," said the voice again. The girls stepped about an inch forward, lugging their instruments with them.
"Closer damnit!" yelled the voice. The girls grabbed their cases and ran in. They stopped before the doors of the factory. Suddenly a bunch of little dolls popped out of nowhere and began singing.
"Willy Wonka! Willy Wonka! The amazing chocolatier! Willy Wonka! Willy Wonka! Everybody give a cheer! He's modest, clever, and so smart..." sang the dolls.
"You know they are horribly out of toon," whispered Sarra to Rachael.
"Yeah, they could never keep in pitch even if they tried," Rachael whispered back.
"They don't have to be in tune to be cool," came a voice from behind them. The girls turned around to see a man who was wearing a deep purple velvet coat, a sexy top hat, black boots, purple latex gloves, and a black suite underneath all of this.
"Willy Wonka right?" asked Sarra who clearly was not amused. "By the way, it is better if things are in tune, if you even know what that means."
"In tune? Well I don't, but how do you know its me?" asked Wonka a little bit shocked.
"Well, who else would wear such a hot outfit and be able to pull if off?" asked Sarra as she pointed to his attire.
"You like it?" he asked happily.
"Not on me, not ever on me, but on you it looks good," Sarra replied, trying to get far away from this conversation.
"Well, I suppose we should get this tour on with," was Willy Wonka's reply. He obviously sensed all their tension. "Why do you have those funny looking suit cases?"
"They're called instruments," Elise corrected him.
"Why would you bring those?" Willy asked as if he had never heard of an instrumnet before.
"Well, we do have wind orchestra today, and we're hoping we will catch the last part of it," said Sabrina.
"You probably won't be back in time. You'll be spending the whole day in this factory," said Willy, eyeing the instruments. "Let's go inside." They entered the large factory. The girls weren't timid at all actually, instead they rushed into the factory.
"Wow...this is awsome!" exclaimed Jamie who had set her clarinet down on the floor.
"I wouldn't leave your clarinet Jamie," said Sarra as she gripped hers tighter.
"It's ok, you can put them down. They will be here when you end your tour," replied Willy as he waved to a spot where they could set down their instruments. The girls put down their instruments and followed Wonka down the hall.
"I bet he doesn't even know our names," whispered Rachael.
"Who cares, know one asks anyones name any more anyway," said Sarra as she happily looked around. She had always wanted to see the factory, but never had had a chance. As soon as she got her license she would drive down to look at it once or twice.
"Well, some people ask us what our names are," Jamie said matter of factly. Willy seemed to be listening in on their conversation because he suddenly piped up.
"Of course I know your names," said Willy.
"Then what are they?" asked Elise.
"Uh...I know one of you is name Jamie, and one of you is named Sabrina, and there is another one with an S starting name, oh yes Sarra, and then there is one named Rachael, and one named Elise," he replied, quite proud of himself.
"Ok, who is who?" asked Sarra as an evil grin crossed her face.
"Well, um your Rachael..." he began, but Sarra cut him off angrily.
"What the hell is it with people and calling me Rachael!" she said heatedly.
"Oh...so sorry, you must be Sarra," he said in an apologetic tone.
"Yes, that would be my name," Sarra said.
"Ok, then the one who looks kind of similar to you must be Rachael," he said pointing at Rachael.
"Well, that was a dead give away," said Rachael as she gave Sarra an angry look. Sarra gave her an apologetic look back.
"Then the one with blonde hair that plays the clarinet is Jamie," said Willy who was thinking he was on some kind of role now.
"Freak," Jamie said, giving Willy a look of "how did you know".
Willy ignored her and turned toward Sabrina and Elise, but he couldn't remember which was which. They looked the same age, which didn't really help him much, since they all looked close to the same age. The one with dark hair didn't seem too happy to be there, so he assumed that was the one called Elise. "Ok, the one with dark hair is Elise, which makes the one with blonde hair Sabrina."
"How did he know all that?" Sarra asked Sabrina in dismay.
"It's not fair, normally we can trick people with that," Sabrina replied, while giving Willy a sour look. Willy looked around at the pissed off girls and wondered what he had done to them.
"Where are your chaperones?" he asked nervously.
"We didn't bring any, we figured since we're all in highschool and some of us have our permits that we didn't need an adult," said Sarra who seemed a little pissed off about the permits thing. Willy supposed that she wasn't one of the ones with a permit, but also didn't guess that she was the youngest.
"Well, I guess that's ok that you don't have your whatcha ma callits with you," replied Willy as he waved off the thought and led them down the hallway to a tiny door.
"Parents you mean?" asked Elise.
"Yeah, whatever," replied Wonka as he slowly turned the key into the lock of the tiny door.
"That is one sexy door," said Sarra. For some reason she liked to call everything sexy.
"Yes it is," said Sabrina who also called everything sexy.
"How can a door be sexy?" asked Jamie, who was now laughing. In fact, all the girls were laughing. Sarra was the comedian of the group. She was also the most parnoid about practicing and had a dream of becoming a professional musician in the Berlin Philharmonic one day.
"For once can you not be the comedian?" asked Elise who was still laughing.
"No, that would be like asking me to quit music. I just can't do it," replied Sarra. She wasn't laughing, partly because what she had said didn't seem that funny to her, but whatever. Willy looked at the laughing girls and then at Sarra. She seemed normal enough, actually they all seemed normal enough to him, but what he didn't know, was that they were far from normal. Willy opened the door and there stood...
TBC