Author's Note- Sorry about the long delay. I usually update my stories quickly, but I got kind of lazy. Enjoy!
WendyI heard my uncle Willy coming down the hall, mumbling something about 'other' people.
He slowly opened my door, and stepped in. "Wendy, I have to talk to you."
"You're sending me to an orphanage home!" I panicked.
He looked at me kind of funny, "You must be going crazy. I would never send you to that kind of place. You my niece and I love you very much. So get that junk out of your head."
I sighed, "So, what did you want to tell me?"
"Well, we're out of food."
I hung upside down off my bed, "So? Go out and get some more. I'll be here when you come back."
"That's not what I mean Wendy, you're so silly."
I smiled.
"You're coming with me to the mall."
I gasped. He has never taken me outside the factory. My whole life, I have spent inside. Things where really going fast for me. "Oh," I said. "Well, let's go." Flipped around off my bed, but he stopped me from going out the door.
"Wait," he said. "Before we go I just wanted to let you know, that the world outside the factory isn't happy la-la land.'kay?"
"You got it uncle Willy."
Uncle Willy and I put on our sunglasses and coats, and went into the glass elevator. I pressed the 'outside' button, and the elevator whooshed off. The elevator exited through a small hole in the factory that led to outside. I pressed the jets button, and the jets lit fire.
We traveled over farms, and houses, and communities. The hot summer sun shone on top of us, when an evil thought rushed into my mind, It's the last week of summer, school will be starting, a public school. That thought has always haunted me because, for my entire life now, oompa-loompas have been home-schooling me. This year will be different. I'm going to a public school. 7th grade.
Uncle Willy saw the look on my face, "Nervous?"
I looked back at him, "Yeah, about school starting. I don't want to go. I like being home-schooled."
"Wendy, you'll have to understand that you need to try new things. Life will be the same if you don't try new things. It's the same with candy, If you and I, only made one, and only one type of candy, we wouldn't be very popular, now would we? That's why I have thousands of new candy ideas, so people can try new things."
I analyzed his lecture, and realized he was right. "You're very good uncle Willy, I feel much better now."
We started to come upon a large building. The building was surrounded be hundreds of cars, all lined up next to each other. The bright sun made them shine.
We landed the elevator behind the mall, and uncle Willy put in the override key, so no one could get in or smash it to pieces.
We went through the side door of the mall, which seemed to be the door of a department store. Uncle Willy held out his hand to me. "Hold my hand, there's no knowing what will happen to you if you let go."
I nodded, and took his hand.
In the large department store, the awful smell of perfume, cologne, and people was in the air. I couldn't stand it. I coughed and coughed. People who worked at the store scowled at me. It's not my fault I've never smelled this stuff. I wasn't use to it.
We finally exited the dreadful store, and I found myself in a more open space. "Welcome to the mall Wendy." My uncle Willy said to me. He wasn't happy, I don't blame him. We had to come to this dreadful place on his birthday.
We walked further ahead. I saw no sign of a grocery store.
"Uncle Willy? Where is this store?"
"Not to far ahead. Just up there and around the corner."
"'Kay,"
For the rest of the time being, we walked in silence. I watched the people. They whispered as passing me.
"That guy looks familiar…"
"What's with the goofy glasses and haircuts…"
"What smells like chocolate?"
A group of boys we passed where pointing fingers at me and laughed.
Uncle Willy leaned down to me. "Ignore them."
I heard what he said but I didn't give a response, for I was to busy watching a mother spanking her what looked to be a 5 year old child, and the child was screaming. I grasped uncle Willy's hand tighter. "Ow," he said.
I loosened my grip, "Sorry."
The corner that we where supposed to go around, was blocked by a group of policemen surrounding two men fighting each other. There was a bit of blood on the floor. Uncle Willy and I just walked around them.
The store was called 'FOODS'. An odd name, really. In the middle of the store, there was a large banner that read "SCHOOL SALE BLOW OUT!"
Uncle Willy laughed, "Yeah, I've already gotten your supplies."
We quickly got our food and left in a rush.
The morning school started, I woke up and looked at the clock, 8:00am. Ah, well. I'm too tired.
I heard pounding on my door. "Wendy? Wendy? Are you awake? I have to go get my hair cut. And you're late for school."
I looked at the clock again, 11:17am. I quickly got out of bed on today I put in a light blue coat. I walked out of my room and into the kitchen. I grabbed a breakfast bar out of the cupboard, and sat down at the table and nibbled on it.
Uncle Willy was obviously in a good mood, 'cause he was reading the paper with a big smile on his face.
"It's a beautiful day huh?"
I looked out the window, it was truly a good day, the sun was shining, not a cloud in the sky.
"Yup…" I mumbled.
"Wendy, please don't mumble, you'll waste your beautiful voice out."
"Ha, ha." I said pretending to be funny.
"Cheer up Wendy," Uncle Willy said rubbing my shoulder. "I bet you'll have a good day at school, even though you're late."
I finished my bar and went looking for my backpack. I found it sitting next to the elevator. I was black, no special design to it. I picked it up and pushed the 'open elevator button'.
"Wendy wait!" Uncle Willy came chasing after me. "Let's walk to school."
We exited the door in the side of the factory, and walked down the alleyway. We came out on to the street and took a right and down the street. Our long walk was silent.
I came up to the building, and when I came inside, it was a nice place. Nobody was in the halls though. Lockers lined the side of the walls. We entered the office.
A lady at the desk said, "Can I help you?"
I took a gulp, "Yeah, uh, I'm a new student here. I need to know who my teacher is."
"What's you name dear?"
"Wendy Wonka," Uncle Willy answered for me.
The lady smiled, "Okay, just hold on one minute."
Uncle Willy turned to me, "Okay, dear. I've got to be going or I'll miss my appointment." He gave me a hug and walked out of the building.
The lady came back to the desk and said, "You're in Mr. Newben's room. Have a good day."
"How do I get to his room?" I asked.
"Oh, It's down the hall, take a right, and he's the seventh door on the left."
"Thank you." I said.
I followed her instructions, and I found the room. But instead of knocking on the door, I ran into it.
Author's Note- The next chapter I think will be funny. PLEASE REVIEW!
