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Dear Diary, I finished school today! Three whole weeks without lessons! I've got a lot to do in the holidays though, promoting the album. I still can't believe that I'm famous. Mr. Burger from Sony Records has arranged for a photographer/writer to travel with me and Mum. He should be arriving in time for tea. He's going to write something they can use for publicity. I hope he's not too boring, I want to have a bit of fun now school's finished.

STEVE\DAYFILE\18THDEC98
I pulled up by the Church's house about 6pm. Didn't seem like much, a standard suburban home, in a standard suburban street. Maria Church opened the door to me. From the file, she's 32 and works in a council housing department when she's not chaperoning her daughter. Maria lead me through to the lounge and introduced me to Charlotte. She's a pleasant girl, slim with long brown hair. The thing that struck me were her eyes, they're deep grey, almost black, but with a mischievous twinkle to them. She was wearing jeans and a red tee-shirt. On her feet were a pair of large, fluffy, rabbit slippers, Charlotte introduced them as Robbie and Bobbie!

CHARLOTTE\DIARY\FRIDAY18DEC
Wow, Steve Howard's a real dish. He's about Dad's age and gorgeous! Of course, I made a fool of myself when we met, babbling on about my slippers. I bet he thinks I'm just a silly little girl now.

When Dad got home, we all sat down for tea. I made sure I was sitting next to Steve. He's good fun, he made a few jokes, and laughed at mine. I think I'm going to enjoy the next two weeks.

STEVE\DAYFILE\18THDEC98
Spent the evening chatting with the Churchs'. They're a nice, down to earth family. James also works for a council, supervising contractors. Got some background, e.g. Charlotte sponsored her Auntie Caroline on "The Big, Big, Talent Show", while she was on it, Jonathan Ross asked her to sing a few lines of "Pie Jesu". Things took off from there, and she recorded her first album in the summer holidays.

Around 9pm, Charlotte went off for a bath, then came down to say good night. She was glowing pink and looked so beautiful and vulnerable in her pyjamas. She kissed her Dad, then came over and shook hands with me. She smelt fresh and herbal, her hair gleaming. Her smooth little hand in mine was warm, as she squeezed my hand gently.

I've got to admit, I can't remember a lot of what I talked about with Charlotte's parents after that. That little girl can certainly get to you.

CHARLOTTE\DIARY\FRIDAY18DEC
After my bath I kissed Dad good night and then went over to Steve. I had the urge to kiss him as well, but managed to stop myself. We just shook hands. He's got lovely hands.

Well Diary, it's time for bed. I bet I dream about Steve!.....(cont)