Post by Matt's_Muffin! on May 19, 2004 13:28:59 GMT -5
Right before you read it you must remember that I am new to writing fics so please bare with me!! Hope you like it!
About 3 weeks ago I was sitting in my room listening to my Busted album when I heard the muffled noise of my mum shouting my name. I chose to ignore her and flopped back down on the bed. Her voice began to get louder until she was at my bedroom door.
“I’m busy,” I shouted but obviously she didn’t hear because she walked right in.
“There is such a thing called knocking it is something you do when…” she cut me off.
“Debbie, what is the name of that Busted song that has I crashed and burned at the floor or something in it?” she asked.
My mum is not the brightest bulb in the box when it comes to music.
“The words are at your feet” I said rolling my eyes “and it is You Said No, why?”
“Its just there is a competition on that Top Of the Pops to meet Busted and have a meal with them” I sat up quickly on my bed, she suddenly had my undivided attention.
At that point I pushed her off my bed and down to the phone. I phoned the number that my mum had taken down and gave the answer and all my details.
The days and weeks went past and no phone call. I had begun to give up hope, until one day I walked in from a long day of walking up the town.
I kicked my shoes off and threw myself on the couch. I had just switched on the music channels when the phone started to ring. I took one of my small tantrums and eventually got off the couch and answered the phone.
“Hello” I said with a sigh
“Hello is this Miss Debbie Kevan?”
“Yes it is”
“Hi, this is Paul the executive producer of Top of the Pops”
My heart stopped and I felt my hands begin to shake.
“Did you enter the competition to win a chance to meet Busted?” Paul went on.
“Yes I… I…”
“Well congratulations you’ve won, a car will be round to pick you up next Friday. You will be going with a foreign fan who won the competition also”
“Thank you so much” I said as I put the phone down.
I was in complete shock I did not know what to do I had never won anything before in my life and I was so excited.
I called my mum and told her the news, believe it or not she sounded like she was more excited than me. My dad didn’t really care neither did my brother they weren’t the biggest Busted fans. My friends all were pleased but they spent most of the time arguing about who was going to come with me.
“Guys I am going with another winner I can’t take any of you” I tried to explain but they carried on arguing.
Next Friday I scrambled around my room looking for something to wear. “ I wish I’d thought of this yesterday when I had time” I told myself as the clothes flew over my head. I wanted something that I would be comfortable in but not to under dressed. “This is impossible”
My mum walked in and was greeted by a pair of knickers hitting her in the face.
“Will you calm down” she said throwing the knickers onto the bed.
I took my head out of the cupboard and gave her a scowl.
“How can I possibly be calm when I need to leave in 15 minutes and still have nothing to wear?” I shouted
She turned and walked out of the room and gave a sigh.
“Ah ha” I screamed as I picked up my favourite pair of jeans. My mum must have put them to the back of the cupboard when she brought up my clothes.
I grabbed them and quickly put them on and ran down the stairs two at a time.
“Mum do you think if I wear my Vans they’ll laugh at me, I mean they are not really great if you are going for the sophisticated look?” I asked as I put them on.
“They are you. They are just going to have to love you as you are” She gave me a loving smile.
I kissed her on the cheek as I heard a horn from outside. I ran to the window and couldn’t believe my eyes when I saw a stretch limo sitting outside my house. The neighbours all began to look out of their windows.
I ran out of the house, shouting bye to my family. The driver got out of the limo and opened the back door for me to get in.
“I could get used to this,” I said as I climbed in on to the leather interior.
About 3 weeks ago I was sitting in my room listening to my Busted album when I heard the muffled noise of my mum shouting my name. I chose to ignore her and flopped back down on the bed. Her voice began to get louder until she was at my bedroom door.
“I’m busy,” I shouted but obviously she didn’t hear because she walked right in.
“There is such a thing called knocking it is something you do when…” she cut me off.
“Debbie, what is the name of that Busted song that has I crashed and burned at the floor or something in it?” she asked.
My mum is not the brightest bulb in the box when it comes to music.
“The words are at your feet” I said rolling my eyes “and it is You Said No, why?”
“Its just there is a competition on that Top Of the Pops to meet Busted and have a meal with them” I sat up quickly on my bed, she suddenly had my undivided attention.
At that point I pushed her off my bed and down to the phone. I phoned the number that my mum had taken down and gave the answer and all my details.
The days and weeks went past and no phone call. I had begun to give up hope, until one day I walked in from a long day of walking up the town.
I kicked my shoes off and threw myself on the couch. I had just switched on the music channels when the phone started to ring. I took one of my small tantrums and eventually got off the couch and answered the phone.
“Hello” I said with a sigh
“Hello is this Miss Debbie Kevan?”
“Yes it is”
“Hi, this is Paul the executive producer of Top of the Pops”
My heart stopped and I felt my hands begin to shake.
“Did you enter the competition to win a chance to meet Busted?” Paul went on.
“Yes I… I…”
“Well congratulations you’ve won, a car will be round to pick you up next Friday. You will be going with a foreign fan who won the competition also”
“Thank you so much” I said as I put the phone down.
I was in complete shock I did not know what to do I had never won anything before in my life and I was so excited.
I called my mum and told her the news, believe it or not she sounded like she was more excited than me. My dad didn’t really care neither did my brother they weren’t the biggest Busted fans. My friends all were pleased but they spent most of the time arguing about who was going to come with me.
“Guys I am going with another winner I can’t take any of you” I tried to explain but they carried on arguing.
Next Friday I scrambled around my room looking for something to wear. “ I wish I’d thought of this yesterday when I had time” I told myself as the clothes flew over my head. I wanted something that I would be comfortable in but not to under dressed. “This is impossible”
My mum walked in and was greeted by a pair of knickers hitting her in the face.
“Will you calm down” she said throwing the knickers onto the bed.
I took my head out of the cupboard and gave her a scowl.
“How can I possibly be calm when I need to leave in 15 minutes and still have nothing to wear?” I shouted
She turned and walked out of the room and gave a sigh.
“Ah ha” I screamed as I picked up my favourite pair of jeans. My mum must have put them to the back of the cupboard when she brought up my clothes.
I grabbed them and quickly put them on and ran down the stairs two at a time.
“Mum do you think if I wear my Vans they’ll laugh at me, I mean they are not really great if you are going for the sophisticated look?” I asked as I put them on.
“They are you. They are just going to have to love you as you are” She gave me a loving smile.
I kissed her on the cheek as I heard a horn from outside. I ran to the window and couldn’t believe my eyes when I saw a stretch limo sitting outside my house. The neighbours all began to look out of their windows.
I ran out of the house, shouting bye to my family. The driver got out of the limo and opened the back door for me to get in.
“I could get used to this,” I said as I climbed in on to the leather interior.