My date with Gareth Gates

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   It was the boring summer holidays oh yes they were round again, the time to be bored the “long days” that’s what I called them. I was bored with nothing to do. My Mum said “I think you should get all them silly magazines sorted out once and for all, put them in in them in the bin if you have read them, They look a real mess!” she exclaimed. Well I must admit it they did look a bit of a state, but I liked to keep them just in case. You see what it was is that every since popidol started (a talent show on t.v) I have been totally in love with one of the contestants Gareth Gates. Gareth came runner up on popidol, but is much more famous and a lot better looking than the winner William young! (My best friend Ashleigh would kill me for saying that) Ever since the final 50 on popidol I have been totally besotted by him, I have collected every single picture/article out of every single newspaper and magazine. I suppose I was just hoping I would find another picture, In the destroyed magazines of my gorgeous Gareth to add to my collection. Anyway I decided to tidy them up and throw them away in the big dark bin. Oh no! As I was flicking frantically through the piles and piles of magazines. I came across a piece of paper. “Oh yes I can remember this” I cried. About a month ago I entered a competition in one of my magazines, (like always) To win a date with Gareth my dream boy, and for a friend of my own choice to come along too for a date with William young. So as soon as I saw the competition as quickly as my short legs could carry me I dashed downstairs all 14 steps, and dashed for the telephone, to ring up my best friend Ashleigh. This is the most suitable competiton prize ever created the most perfect of all time. This was because Ashleigh loves will as much as I love Gaz, and we could be in with a chance of meeting our Popidols together. So we both decided to enter the competition time and time again. Anyway so as I was looking through my old magazines, I came across that piece of paper with a competition entry I did with some spelling mistakes. To win the competition you had to describe in no more than 100 words why you were the biggest Gareth/will fan – well that was easy for me because I am the biggest Gareth Gates fan. “well” I said to myself “looks like I haven’t won the competition doesn’t it?” What would it be like I started to think, a date with Mr. Gareth gates (sexy Gareth) how fantastic would that be I started to get exited at just the thought of it. Then I heard my dad’s sharp voice echoing up the stairs “Lisa isn’t it about time you were in bed?” “banging about like a great big elephant we want to get some sleep you selfish girl” “ok dad” I replied and climbed quickly into my bed.

   The next morning I woke up about 9:00, I went downstairs and made myself a nice strong cup of coffee. Without a coffee in a morning I just don’t find myself able to wake up. Then I wobbled helplessly into the living room the bright white walls stinging my eyes.  I instantly like clockwork put on smash hits t.v on sky. Then I decided to check the post. My eyes then slowly scanned a bright red envelope with big bright red luscious love hearts on it. I anxiously opened the envelope to reveal what was inside, I got really excited to what it could be. Probably just a boring dentist or doctors appointment like any other time I got any post addressed to myself. Although with such an unusual design on the envelope really did wonder what it could be. It really did make me think, could it be a love letter from the hunky lad down the road, or what? I tore into it like a animal. To my absolute surprise in pink and purple bold writing was the word congratulations! And this is exactly what the letter read.

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Dear miss L Crook

Congratulations! You are Gareth gate’s no.1 fan I’m delighted to inform you that you and a friend of your own choice are to go on a date with Mr. G Gates and Mr. W Young on the 1st of September 2002.

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Yours Simon fuller (@19 management)

    I just couldn’t believe my eyes I was totally and utterly astonished. Was it a wind up? Was it Ashleigh messing around? No it couldn’t be I was so happy the feeling was just unexplainable ...

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