Cassandra was the farthest thing from being snotty, but she had the look and talent to do it. Her fair cream face was pulled into a disgruntled frown. Her solicitous blue eyes gazed to the pieces while she brushed the blonde ringlet out of her eyes, letting it tuck securely behind her ear. Her posture was erect, while her long lithe legs linked at the ankle. The soft hand, placed precisely on her right leg, fidgeted slightly, just showing more of her frustration.

Chess, that was the game, the marble set glistened in front of her eyes begging for her to move a piece. But, as she knew, this move wasn't as easily placed. She let a finger trace up the side of her queen, looking for a place to move it securely. 'There.' She thought, mentally pointing at the one place that could save her queen. Taking it between to fingers she glided it across the board, smiling to herself. The frown disappeared as a smug smile played at her lips and a slight chuckle escaped her parted lips.

He competitor shook his head sighing slightly, "Sorry Cassandra, that wasn't so smart." Cassandra's eyes grew confused, as she searched the board, looking for what made her move bad. 'That was a per-'her thoughts stopped, as she saw the castle, right in line with her king.

"I can't put my king in automatic check mate!" she crooned looking up to the player, anger glinting in her eyes. There was no was she would let him beat her, not for that Chocolate they were betting.

"Sorry sis, remember what we agreed to." He murmured slightly, letting her brown eyes watch Cassandra's hazel ones.

"Jacob!" she retorted crossing her arms. She wasn't used to losing, and the only on who she couldn't beat was her brother. She thought that because he was coming home, she would have her chance. Though thinking that was truly quite absurd. Her brother was amazing at chess, he was the one who taught her the game, and she couldn't beat the master.

Finally with an angry huff, Cassandra uncrossed her arms, "You win." Why did she even try? She knew she was going to be beat, 'shut your whining.' She thought, she didn't want to even hear herself complaining about being beaten, and by her brother.

Jacob laughed as he picked up the chocolate looking at it. Cassandra sighed as her mouth watered slightly at the look of the chocolate. She absolutely adored the sweet treat. It was almost indescribably amazing to her. Jacob rolled his eyes as he held the chocolate bar in front of her face. Cassandra blinked in furry, was he going to now tantalize her over what he just won? No, that just wasn't possible, he wasn't like that. With two quick movements she snatched the bar, pulling in close to her chest, looking up to Jacob, her eyes reading protectiveness for the fragile chocolate bar that was to be devoured anyway.

Then what surprised her was that her brother let a half laugh/half snort erupt from his mouth. Never has she heard such a noise come from her brother, or anyone in her family for that matter. They were very proper, and that, was far from it.

"You can have it," He said between laughs, "I don't eat Wonka bars." He shook his head lightly before walking out of the room.

Cassandra sighed to herself as she looked at the wrapper, reading the fine print that made its way across the bar. Cassandra she did over react, just a bit. It was just a Candy Bar, nothing like that should be of that much importance. Letting her hand run through her hair once, Cassandra placed the bar on the table while she quickly put up the chess set, placing in back into the cupboard that it belonged in. Sliding in like a puzzle piece, a cloud of dust erupted fro the doorway. Coughing slightly she waved her hand in front of her face, pushing the dust further away.

"Of course." She murmured to herself closing the door, This place was older that crap, but her mom just loved the "old look" and she just thought that was a bit of Bs. Sure Cassandra was proper, but she always didn't seem to think proper.

Walking back to the table her heels clicked melodically as she grabbed the chocolate once more sitting in the Lazy boy, her mom set up in there. The soft dark leather accented her hair as she blinked reading the finer print, closer to the bottom right of the wrapper. She read it to herself, almost in a trance,

"Dear one and all eater of the Willy Wonka Chocolate Bar.

For a short Time Wonka bars might just have a Golden ticket inside.

For the luck ones, the ones who find the five tickets

They will find themselves at my Factory, on the Eve of

The next day of the last ticket finder

Out of the five Ticket holders, One will get a prize that they couldn't even imagine in there Dreams!"

Cassandra scoffed at the wrapper, "What a waste." She said rolling her eyes slightly at the pocket of her pants vibrated ever so slightly. Jumping, Cassandra puller her Dare out while looking at the number, Jane. The text was fairly long, drawn out because this girl wouldn't use chat speak, like herself. The phone vibrated once more in her hand before she touched the screen, the backlights blinding almost.

Cassandra, where are you? It seems that your not answering my messages! Why is that? I mean, I didn't anger you in any way did I? Because then I would be truly be mortified. Just ANSWER ME! I have news about brad. Yeah I know, the one I've like, always liked! Text me back! ~Jane

A grin whipped across Cassandra's face as she recalled her small petite friend, Jane. What a huge gin on such a small body. The one girl she could talk to about anything was her, Jane. Her black hair was cropped short, as her eyes are a dark brown. Shaking her head slightly, she went to texting her back, no one wanted her mad.

Jane, I am currently at my house, I just finished a game of chess with my brother, Jacob. He beat me. I was not answering any of your messages because I was playing with my brother. No, I wouldn't be mad at you Jane, you've don't nothing to me. And in some reality, if you had pissed me off, I would tell you. Oh, the brad in English? You must dish! Cass`

Her hands quickly flew across the tough screen as the letters appeared small and professional looking. As she clicked send. The picture of Jane popped up as her sparkling brown eyes looking into the camera of her phone. Three texts' it took. Cassandra rolled her eyes before sighing slightly she knew that she would get a novel from her friend. Setting her phone in her lap, Cassandra went back to the chocolate. The paper was neat until Cassandra opened the wrapper, tearing just the corner to reveal the sweet smell of chocolate.

Cassandra gasped her herself as a hint of gold came from behind the almond tint of the delicacy. "NO, there is no FREAKING way!" Her nimble legs jumped up as she stood her phone, and chocolate hitting the floor at the same time.

"Cassandra dear," Her mother called scampering into the room, her hands in a dishtowel. Cassandra's mother couldn't be called fat, but she was plump. Her round emerald eyes dashed from Cassandra to her phone which was now lying on the floor, but what was beside it, was even more surprising.

The Golden ticket hung out of the wrapper. There was no way she thought, letting her eyes flicker to her mom, who had her gaze unmoving upon the paper.

Bending to pick it up, he mother gasped, sending Cassandra's heart into a panicked frenzy. Talk about a late reaction. "You've won darling! You've WON!" She shouted.

Cassandra blinked as she picked up the Gold piece. Why her, How her? She had done nothing important, and she really didn't want it, I mean, what was he going to do? Give her a vacation? She could take one whenever she wanted. Cassandra she would give the ticked away, and then the realization hit her. Hard and fast.

The last Person to get the ticket was going to have the next day met with all of the other winners, how embarrassing. Oliva was sure that the children were probably little kids, no one her age, great, how surprising. The quick steps of her moms out of the room broke her from her thinking.

"Mom, what are you doing?" She asked as she heard the dialing of a phone, probably calling to tell about everyone she knew, great. She now was going to have everyone on her back, wanting to be that one extra space that she got to take.

Cassandra picked the candy off the floor before placing it in the trash, her phone vibrating at her feet. Jane face was alight on her phone while the messages flowed on an on, great what was she going to have to read now? She knew it would be about her dream boy, but Cassandra was hoping she didn't know yet about the ticket, that would be her job.

Cassandra, you won't even believe it. You know the total whore he has been going out with? Savanna whatever her last name was, right? Well He totally caught her sleeping with Cody, the stupid one in our math class, so he totally dumped her ass and is totally single! I know I am so excited that he is now available, but I also heard he was in a sort of "state" I have no freaking I does what that truly means, does that mean he's gone insane? Anyway I think I'm going to dump Demetri for him. I mean, sure the foreign student is hot, and an amazing kisser, but Cassandra you can have him. I mean, Brad will be here longer. (: Jane.

All Cassandra could do shake her head at her friend. Demetri was the most wanted kid at school, and why was she going to dump him? For Brad? A confused mask graced it's way across her face. Brad wasn't very cute, but he was very high on the social ladder, not that Jane wasn't. And her texts were just so, there. A short version probably would have been better, but she doesn't get that, ever.

Jane, Did he really? Well I always knew there was something wrong with that girl, what ever it was. He is probably just sad because of the way he had to break up with her like that. Your going to break up with Demetri? Something is wrong with you I hope you know. And for brad? Yuck! Cassandra.

She wasn't going to hide her feeling about brad from Jane; there wasn't a reason to, at all. She sent the message before slipping her phone back into her pocket, thinking over the text. 'Damn it' she thought She forgot to mention the Ticket. She heard he mom hold in a scream as her soft voice came from the kitchen. Boy either this was going to kill her, or the acts of Jane dumping Demetri! I rolled my eyes before I sighed once; I was going to the Chocolate Factory.