Hey, it's a new chapter with a brand new ticket winner! Thanks for all the positive comments so far it means a lot to me as this is my first story :)

Oh and thank you SonnyApril for pointing out my mistake in chapter 2, I've fixed it now.

Enjoy!

The very next day the news about Mandy Perkins had been viewed by millions of people all over the world, triggering, even more chaos amongst the thousands of people who were now even more desperate for a golden ticket than ever before.

Charlie took a deep breath as he prepared himself for the possibility that another one of his golden tickets would be shown on the television for all to see.

The moment he turned on the television the same reporter from yesterday was seen standing inside of a luxury villa with at least sixty photos of the second golden ticket winner plastered on every wall there was. The luxury mansion itself was similar to the one Mandy lived in however it was slightly smaller in size but not by much.

Having only seen the location of the second ticket winner, a tight squeezing sensation had already begun to make an impact in Charlie's stomach.

"So it appears that Miss Perkins dream was short lived after the second golden ticket was discovered in Paris the capital city of France by the male child model Fernando Cruz!

A huge crowd of photographers were taking photos of Fernando from all angles, some speaking in French while others in English.

"Fernando spell your name for us" one of the English reporters requested.

"F- e- r- n- a -n-d - o , Fernando Cruz!" Fernando happily responded in a strong French accent as he enjoyed being the center of attention.

Fernando Cruz was of average height who had slightly tanned skin , he had his brown hair lightly gelled which had been neatly combed to the side of his head, giving off a slightly wavy effect. He had chocolate brown eyes which shimmered every time a flash of a camera caught him. For his interview he wore a smart buttoned dark blue shirt with a formal black bow tie along with smart black trousers that fitted nicely with his thin figure, on his feet were shiny black shoes that had been specially made for him.

With him were the proud parents who introduced themselves as Christina and Bryant Cruz.

Fernando's mother wore a long sleeved formal red top with a black sheath skirt and matching black high heel shoes. Her brunette hair was also neatly brushed with the ends of it having been curled to give off a bouncy effect. She too had chocolate brown eyes and tanned skin, to finish off her outfit she wore at least three long silver necklaces that made clunking noise every time she moved.

Fernando's father Bryant was dressed in a smart grey shirt accompanied with a black bow tie that matched the one Fernando was wearing. He also shared the same tanned skin and brown eyes as his son and wife, the only difference was his brown hair was short and curly but still neatly presented.

"So Fernando I believe there are two things that are worth the celebration today, am I right?" A female reporter asked, keen to get an answer from him.

"Yes, it is my sons eleventh birthday today" Fernando's father answered in a proud manner, letting out a content smile as he told the world .

"Fernando please tell us about yourself!" Another reporter requested which they were more than happy to provide an answer to.

However, it wasn't Fernando who answered the question.

"Well as you can tell by the many photos we have all over every wall in the entire house, my son is a child model and has been since the age of two" Bryant informed the reporters, his projected voice echoing across the house.

"This very photo of him was when he won the awards for the best-looking child and he wasn't even a year old" Christina added in delight, placing a hand on Fernando's shoulder for good measure while showing the reporters the photo of him.

"Although he didn't get officially recognized until the age of two" Bryant stated.

"Since then he has won multiple awards, at least five each year and maybe more, " Bryant said in the same boastful voice along with letting out a haughty smile.

As the two parents talked to the reporters the flashing of the cameras became more regularly intense.

"Smile Fernando!" Bryant hissed just before adding in a more cheery tone of voice, "show off that award winning smile to the entire world!"

Fernando did as he was told, attracting more attention from the cameras and reporters.

"Please Fernando, tell us how you discovered the golden ticket?" A few reporters asked as they eagerly waited for an explanation.

Again his father spoke for him.

"Wel, actually we didn't think he would get his hands on a golden ticket because we don't let Fernando eat chocolate as it interferes with his clear complexion,which is one of the vital keys to looking good. However his grandmother despite the numerous amount of times we have told her not to, sent him a Wonka bar to celebrate this day which so happened to contain the second golden ticket."

"How did you feel about this?" the same reporter asked, trying to get something out of Fernando who was stood in front of his parents smiling. On the other hand, neither the reporter or Charlie could help but think it was kind of forced.

"Well if an opportunity comes knocking at your door, then take it as they say. After all, you can never get enough publicity." Bryant replied.

"Who's the interview on , Fernando or Bryant?" An Oompa Loompa sarcastically asked.

"The more the better, for us, that is" Christina added with a smug smile tugging at her lips.

"Fernando ,what are your thoughts in regards to looking good?" A female reporter asked, purposely pointing the microphone at him so his parents wouldn't butt in.

"Let's face it you have to be thin and flawless, there's nothing less attractive than an overweight spotty slob who makes absolutely no effort into their appearance whatsoever."

Charlie winced at Fernando's harsh words.

"What's worse is when someone knows their ugly and says there actually happy with how they look, there in so much denial it's tragic."

Fernando then looked up to his parents who gave him a nod of approval.

"Quite so" Christina responded using the same haughty smile from earlier.

"I couldn't have said it better myself" Bryant stated, giving his son a little smile as if to say well done.

As the interview came to an end, the Oompa Loompas turned their heads towards Charlie as they heard him take a few deep breathes.

"There are still three golden tickets left, one of them has to be decent" Charlie repeated into thin air as if to try and find self-comfort in his own words. Needless to say, it wasn't working.

"I'm just going to take a few minutes out into the fresh air, please excuse me" was Charlie's ways of escaping the reality of what he had just witnessed.

A few from the group of forty Oompa Loompas turned to look at Charlie as he left the room in silence.

After a few minutes of the continued awkward silence, one of the Oompa Loompas turned to face another who was sat next to him as if to silently say,

I think this may become a rather unbreakable habit.