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Chapter 1: Behind The Poster
Craig was crossing off days on his page 3 models calendar that Darren got him for Christmas. Then he reached today’s date Tuesday February 6th, Dance off day. This date had a massive circles around it, in all different colours, was today going to be a special day?
“Right need to get ready, make myself look sexy as ever” laughed Craig as he walked towards his tuxedo that was hanging from the curtain pole in his bedroom. Craig was stopped from getting to his tuxedo as he had felt a little tingle in his jean pocket, it was he phone, ‘One New Message Received’ the phone read. He flipped it open to see who it was from,
CRAIG WHERE ARE WE ALL MEETING? JP
Craig pressed reply and typed
IS NANCY STILL NOT COMING? WE COULD ALL MEET DOWNSTAIRS IN THE DOG, HAVE A FEW DRINKS BEFORE SETTING OFF COULD YOU TEXT SARAH AND HANNAH AND TELL THEM THE SAME CHEERS CRAIG
Craig pressed send and threw his phone onto his bed, as he did that it bounced off and onto a pile of dirty clothes that were on his bedroom floor, “I’ll get that when am finished getting ready” he mumbled to himself as he reached for his tuxedo.
*********15 – 20 Minutes later************
As Craig was tying his shoe laces he realised that his bow tie was missing.
“MUM, WHERE IS MY BOW TIE” Shouted Craig as he stood up looking around his not so tidy bedroom, scattered on the floor was mountains of dirty clothes ranging from single socks and boxers to stranded t-shirts and cardigans. There were endless cups and plates, alongside pieces of school work along with computer games and DVD’s.
“MUM” he shouted again as he pushed his mattress from his bed, creating yet more havoc and mess in his bedroom.
“It’s in you’re…..” Frankie stopped mid-sentence as she entered Craig’s bedroom. ”WHAT THE HELL HAS GONE ON IN HERE” Frankie shouted after taking a long look around Craig’s bedroom. ”Well” Craig started, “We were broken into last night and well they only got as far as my room” Craig said with a grin on his face knowing full well that his mum would not believe a word of it.
“So are the magic cleaning fairy’s coming to clean it up then” Said Frankie, not letting her son get the better of her.
Craig pulled a funny face at his mum.
“Thought not” smirked Frankie walking back towards the bedroom door, knowing full well that it would be up to her yet again to clean her youngest child’s bedroom.
“So then….” Said Craig “So then what” Frankie replied “Bow tie” Said Craig in a funny tone “Aw right, its in you’re wardrobe, I put it there a few days ago you left it in the living room” Replied Frankie as she walked out the door.
A look of shock came over Craig’s face, “Oh no she has been in the wardrobe” he whispered out to himself, “What if she” he mumbled
Craig quickly walked over to his wardrobe trampling on objects on the floor as he did so. He quickly opened the wardrobe doors. After having a quick look round the wardrobe he mumbled “Well it looks like she has not moved anything or touched anything”
“Right bow tie, where are you” he said laughing
As you started to do his tie up, Craig look around his room, more closely at the door to see if it was shut, and it was. He then pushed a few hangers to the side to reveal some random page 3 model’s poster that Craig had at the back of his wardrobe, he moved the top corners of the poster to reveal a photo of him and John-Paul, but this was not ordinary photo, this photo had a bold love heart shape around John-Paul’s head.
Craig kissed his fingers and touched John-Paul’s face on the picture and whispered “Tonight could be you’re lucky night John-Paul McQueen.
As Craig was doing this he failed to notice that so one had entered his bedroom.
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