Chapter Seven

The next two weeks were the most fun for Cameron and the most interesting. Cameron had a blast being able to hang out more with Charlie, for once in his life she could be there to help him when he just needed someone to talk to other then his parents. Their relationship grew stronger and stronger each day, and of course Cameron's relationship with her aunt and uncle did as well. She talked to Mrs. Bucket about everything and considered her like a second mother. The Bucket family was glad to have Cameron around and listen to her talk; she had become such a chatter-box lately. Although she did spend a lot of time with the Buckets she spent even more time with Willy. They had grown very comfortable with each other. When Charlie would go to school during the week Cameron would help with some of Willy's ideas in the morning and work on her new book in the afternoon. For once Cameron found herself enjoying her life more then ever and the Buckets saw that Cameron smiled a whole lot more. They also saw the change in Mr. Wonka. He smiled more then he ever did when they first came to the factory and whenever Cameron was with him his eyes grew a shade brighter then normal.

One Saturday afternoon, Charlie and Cameron lay in the eatable grass talking about nothing in peticular; just talking. Cameron sat up and plucked a blade of grass taking a bite of it.

"It's pretty good isn't it?" Charlie said smiling.

"Not bad!" Cameron laughed.

"Good afternoon, starshine!" Willy took a seat next to Cameron on the grass.

"The earth says hello." Cameron laughed smiling up at him.

"Yeah!" Willy said in a high pitched voice along with a short laugh.

It had become kind of a ritual for Cameron and him. They always greeted each other that way. Cameron finished the blade of grass before turning to look in front of her.

"So what are we ganna do today, boys?" She asked.
"I don't know!" Both of them said in unison.

"I wish we had a basketball court in here." Cameron said to herself. "Or even better a trampoline." She said excitedly to Charlie. "Now that is what you call fun." She turned to Willy.

"A trampoline. Never heard of it?" Willy frowned.

There was a pause. "You're really weird!" Charlie laughed when he heard Cameron say this.

"Hey!" Willy pointed a finger at her. "That's my line too." They all laughed. Their laughs faded as all three of them laid back upon the grass and sighed.

"I'm bored." Cameron said first.

"I am too." Charlie replied.

"I'm hungry!" Willy said.

Both Charlie and Cameron looked over at him. "You just had lunch, how can you be hungry?" Cameron asked.

"Well I am." Willy replied. Cameron shook her head laughing.

"Charlie! Is your homework done?" Mrs. Bucket walked over to the three.

Charlie sat up and frowned.
"You know the rules." Mrs. Bucket grabbed Charlie's hand to help him up. "You can play with Mr. Wonka and Cameron when you finish."

"I'll see you guys later." Charlie walked with his mom back to his house.

Cameron and Willy sat up. "See ya, Char." Cameron waved to him. "Well I guess it's just the two of us."

"Yeah." Willy looked over at her with a big grin raising his eyebrows.
"I have a feeling I don't like that smile." She laughed as they got to their feet.
A confused look came to Willy's face. Then he realized what she meant."I didn't mean that, Miss Sullivan." Willy laughed. "Well I kinda did but nevermind."

Cameron turned to him with raised eyebrows. "Excuse me!"

"Nothing!" Willy smiled. He held out his arm for her to take. Cameron happily took it as they began walking.

That night at dinner as everyone was eating Cameron turned to Charlie.

"So what are you ganna be for Halloween?" She asked him as she took a sip of her iced tea.

Charlie looked up Cameron. "I don't know."

"Well you better hurry up and decide because Halloween is only a few days away." Cameron looked over at him surprised.

"I haven't been able to go out the past couple years." Charlie frowned looking down at his plate. Everyone grew silent.

Cameron stopped chewing and swallowed her food. She frowned down at Charlie. "Oh!" Everyone was still silent. "We'll get something together for you ok?" Cameron hugged Charlie to her side. "No worries." She smiled.

As they finished eating Cameron went over the possibilities of what Charlie could dress up as. "How about...a vampire!"

"I dunno!" Charlie looked thoughtful.

"Harry Potter?"

"Who's Harry Potter?" Willy asked.

"I don't think so." Charlie frowned shaking his head. Cameron continued to name off several possibilities but Charlie said no to all of them.

"Well how about a pirate? It's not too expensive to put together and it'll be easy." Cameron suggested.

"Could I have the sword and everything?" Charlie asked enthusiastically.

"Of course, you're not a pirate unless you have your sword." Cameron laughed.

"Just as long as it's plastic." Mrs. Bucket interrupted.

"Of course." Cameron smiled at her.

"Ok! I'll be a pirate." Charlie smiled.

"We can go out shopping tomorrow ok?" Cameron ruffled Charlie's hair.

"There's no need in buying a whole outfit. We have some black slacks and a white shirt for him to where." Mrs. Bucket said.

"Sounds good! Whata you think Char?"

"Cool!" He said happily. "What are you ganna be?" He asked Cameron.

Cameron laughed. "All in good time." She winked at Charlie.

The next morning Cameron got up earlier then usual. She dressed in some jeans and a tank top and called for an oompa-loompa. It only took a few second for one to be at her side. "Could you take me to Mr. Wonka's room, please? I'm not sure which door it is."

The oompa-loompa nodded and she followed him down the hall and around the corner to a brown oak door. "That wasn't far." She said to herself. "Thank you very much." She nodded to the oompa-loompa and he bowed before leaving. "Nice little guys arn't they?" She smiled.

She knocked on the door. When she got no answer she knocked again a little harder this time. When she still got no answer she tried the door knob and finding it open she slowly walked in closing it behind her. All the lights were off and a confused look came to Cameron's face. 'It was 9:30 usually Willy was up much earlier then this even on the weekends.' She flipped the switch allowing the lights to come on. The room was beautiful in colors of maroon and brown and almost twice as big as her own and hers was pretty big. The walls were maroon and the furniture was as brown as chocolate; a chest of drawers sat to her left against the wall along with a walk in closet who's door was wide open. A small living room setting was to her right along with a large fireplace and a door that must have led to the bathroom. The couch and two chairs were maroon with a weird swirly print and their frames where dark brown oak. Her flips flops made a slight pitter-patter noise on the hard wood floors which was a shade lighter then the furniture. She turned to the king size bed in front of her to find Willy still asleep under the maron sheets. She walked over beside the bed.

"Willy! Wake up!" She shook him a bit but he still didn't wake up. Cameron sighed. She shook him a little harder but he only turned over on his side and mumbled something. "Jeez, you're harder to wake up then I am." She said to herself. 'Maybe I should try what Charlie does when he wakes me up.' She smiled evilly to herself. 'This'll be fun.' Not knowing if the bed would support her weight, even though she knew it probably would since she didn't weigh all that much, she sat on the edge of the bed and started wiggling around to make the bed move. She tucked her legs under her to face Willy who was still sound asleep in his bed.

"Wake up! Wake up! Wake up!" She shook the bed some more using her bottom half. He turned back over on his back but still didn't wake up. This is when she noticed he wasn't wearing a shirt. She was surprised to feel her face flush. She bent down so that her face was close to his ear. "Willy! Wake up!" She whispered loudly. Suddenly Willy woke with a start grabbing Cameron's arms. Surprised Cameron felt herself loose her balance on the edge of the bed and started to fall to the side. She gasped as she fell from the bed grabbing Willy's arms bringing him down on top of her. She grunted when she hit the floor and when Willy's weight fell on her.

"Ow!" They both said in unison. Willy pushed himself up on his hands to look down at her.

"Whata ya doin?" A confused look came to his face.

"I was trying to wake you up." Cameron lifted her self up to rest on her elbows. "...and now I have a bruise the size of England on my butt." She groaned. Willy laughed. "It's not funny." She frowned. Willy continued to smile down at her. "Ok maybe a lil bit." She laughed. When they realized the situation they were in they both blushed. They locked eyes; Willy's intense gaze sending a chill down Cameron's spine.

Willy looked down at Cameron. She looked more beautiful then ever with her hair cascading down her shoulders. He wanted so much to touch it; to feel its softness. So many emotions were running through his head. Did he want to kiss her? Should he kiss her? The moment seemed perfect.

Cameron could see for herself the emotions running through his head. His eyes always gave him away. She felt his hand come up to touch her cheek. She moved closer to his face. "If you wanna kiss me Willy, just do it!" She whispered. Willy raised his eyebrows at her and smiled before running his hand back through her hair to bring her face closer. He claimed her lips passionately, so much so that Cameron was surprise by the force. She moaned wrapping one arm around his neck; she could feel his erection through his red silk pj pants. When they parted they were both short on breath.

"We shouldn't!" They both said in unison. Cameron starred up at him wishing that they would but she knew she shouldn't push it. She didn't want to mess up her friendship with him; if that's what you could call it. She had lost a couple friends that way and she didn't want to loose him.

"I'll be right back." Willy turned a cherry red before getting up and running to the bathroom. After he had shut the door Cameron giggled to herself as she got to her feet. She walked over to the walk in closet. 'Gosh how many dress coats does a guy need?' She thought when she saw that one whole side of the closet hung dress coats of almost every different color and design. She started going through them admiring how detailed they were in design.

"Why are you in my closet?" Willy had come out of the bathroom and stood at the door of the closet. Cameron looked up at him; he still wore no shirt. Although his chest was also just as pale as his face she could see the out line of lean muscle across his chest and arms.

"Hello! Ya still there?" He waved a hand in front of her face.

Cameron shook her head of such thoughts. "Hi!" She said turning back to his dress coats. "I was wondering if I could borrow one of them." She looked up at him again. He looked puzzled. "I know its kinda a lot to ask but I'll give it right back I'm just using it for one night." She explained.

"Why?" He frowned.

"I can't tell you. It's a surprise." She smiled, her eyes wondering back to the many dress coats. "Gosh, you have so many." She said to no one in peticular.

"They may be too long on you, but here try this one." He took one of the rack and handed it to her. It was a dark maroon color with stripes on it. (Yes, it's the same he wore in the movie.) Cameron tried it on and though it was a bit long on her it fit her perfectly. "That one's my favorite, so take good care of it." He smiled. She started looking around at some of the other things in his closet. He eyed her funny. "Why do you need to borrow this again?"

"I said I can't tell you." Cameron laughed taking one of the many top hats down from the shelf placing it one her head. This one had a piece of solid maroon cloth wrapped around the bottom. She turned to the full length mirror at the end of the closet to see how it looked. She looked at Willy behind her in the mirror; a frown showed on his face.

"Not funny!" He said. "I know exactly who your going as."

"Who would that be?" Cameron replaced the hat back on his shelf and picked up another trying it on. This one had black checkered fabric around the bottom.

Willy crossed his arms over his chest. "Me!" He said as if it was stupid for her not to realize it.

"Nope! Sorry, try again later." She laughed before turning to him. She picked up the first hat she tried on placing it back on her head. She smiled when she saw a small rack with many different canes on it. "These are beautiful." She said carefully picking up a plain black one with a white ball at the top.

"Who are you going as?" The frown still covered his face. He couldn't believe what was happening. Since when did he let people go through his stuff and why wont she tell him who she's going as?

She nodded smiling as she walked back into the bedroom with the cane in her hand and the top hat still on her head.

"Mrs. Willy Wonka, who else?" She laughed. She knew he'd get a kick out of that.