Authors Note: Hey I changed a part in this so don't be angry, thanks for taking.

A week passed and I moved back into the Bucket house. My job as a waitress helped pay for better food. Charlie left for school every morning the same time I left for work, so we walked together. I put on my apron and started the day off slowly. During lunch more people came in and it was busier, I got more tips and eventually it was my break. I sat down at a table in the back and ate some leftovers from the kitchen. That's when I saw him.

His red-maroon coat, top hat, weird round glasses, and shoes made me stare at him. My mind stopped working and I just stared at him. I think he looked at me, but I was too busy staring to notice. I wondered what he was doing outside of the factory, people said he never came out, yet there he was! He did his goofy smile at me and moved up the line. He ordered some food to go. I still had five minutes of my break and I finished my food. He left the restaurant and I followed. I got outside the door and saw him disappear into a mob of people. Sighing I went back inside and got to work.

On my way home I stopped at the Grocery store and bought a few things. The newspaper, a can of beans, a couple slices of turkey, and a candy bar. The golden notch in the end said "Win a Wonka Ticket!" I smiled and paid for it. As I was walking home Mr. Bucket caught up with me.

The week flew by and Charlie's birthday was right in front of us. I decided to hide my present until late at night. He got a scarf and a candy bar, I'd baked my special cake for us and everyone enjoyed it. Charlie was sitting in the middle of the bed when he got his candy bar. He slowly opened it, there was no ticket.

The first ticket was found by a boy named Augustus Gloop. I cringed as Charlie and I stopped to look at the TV's in the window of a shop. The boy was enormous, and as he talked to reporters he ate a candy bar!

"God, he's like a candy phonetic, blond elephant!" I exclaimed making Charlie laugh, though a sad look crossed his face. I put an arm around his shoulder. "Hey cheer up, you still have me to make fun of the ticket winners!" He smiled.

The second ticket was found by a girl named Veruca Salt. She was slightly ugly. Huge buckteeth, and by the looks of it a spoiled baby. Charlie seemed even sadder as Mr. Bucket tuned in the T.V. "What a girl! She's just got beautiful buckteeth!" I pointed out, getting a scold from Mrs. Bucket, but a laugh from everyone else.

The third ticket was another girl, a miss Violet Beaulregaurd. She was a little bit of a hyper active kid, who liked to chew gum. I didn't have to make a smart aleck comment for her, Grandma Georgia had it covered, "What a beastly girl!"

A few weeks later a boy named Mike Teevee found the fourth ticket. I couldn't find anything against the kid, except he kept playing games. I was just about as upset as Charlie. I knew Grandpa Joe had bought him another bar, and nothing was inside, but I wished with all my heart that Charlie would get one, but now with only one left our chances were slimmer.

The next day at work I was thinking about a way to get Mr. Wonka to let Charlie in. He probably wouldn't and he probably didn't even remember me so what was worth the trouble?

"Ah miss, we'd like to order." This woman said. I shook my head, shit! I daydreamed right in front of these people. I mentally hit myself. I took their orders and walked away with their weird stares boring into the back of my head. Then I saw Charlie literally flying down the street with something gold in his hand. I had to take a double take, which there wasn't much time seeing as how the building only had so many windows and was only so long. I gasped.

"MR. WILES THERE HAS BEEN A FAMILY TRAGIDY I MUST GO!" I yelled. The whole restaurant fell silent. Mr. Wiles came from the back.

"Well go!" He yelled. I bolted out the door and was only a few yards behind Charlie when we got to the house.

"MOM DAD!" he yelled. They came rushing into the house behind him, me on their tails. "What?" We yelled together.

"I GOT THE GOLDEN TICKET I GOT THE TICKET!" He yelled, jumping up and down. Grandpa Joe took it, squinted and yelled. He jumped up and started dancing. The room fell silent. I was laughing.

"Let's find out what it really says," Grandpa Joe said, handing it to Mrs. Bucket. She read it.

"October first! That's tomorrow!"

"Quick Charlie we have to get ready…"

"Yeah, and get that mud off those pants!" Grandpa George said. Charlie's face fell.

"A woman offered me 500 dollars for this ticket, I bet someone would pay more. And we need the money more than the chocolate." Charlie said. Grandpa Joe's face fell.

"Charlie come here," I said. Squatting down, so I was lower than him I took his hand. "Charlie there's a whole load of money in this world, more of it everyday. But there's only five of these golden tickets, and only five of you have been lucky enough to find one. You've had a rough life, all of us have. Grandpa Joe and I have seen the factory and we know you'll love it. It's just what you need. Only a fool would trade this for something as common as money. Are you a fool?"

"No Emily."

"Then get that mud off your pants!" Grandpa George yelled. Charlie looked more hopeful than he had the night I'd arrived. He deserved it, even if I didn't get to go with him, I was so happy for him.