The Perks of Kensington Park

My name is Rose Wiltshire, I'm 19, and I live with my dad in Kensington Park. Kensington Park are the most luxurious apartments in London, and my dad happens to be the Manager. We've got all sorts of stars here. American multimillionaire directors, Kenyan princes or Russian heirs. Paparazzi hardly ever leave the front of the apartments, waiting to see who they can get a glimpse of today. Living here has it perks, especially getting to use it's facilities, the swimming pool, gym and spa to name a few. But my only problem? I'm meant to steer clear of the residents. I can talk to the staff, which is handy, as the spa has a few girls that are only a few years older than me, working in their, but minimal socialising with the rich and famous is key. I'd say quite a few people would know who I am, but that's just from the occasions where I've had to show a new resident around the building. Most of the people that live here aren't that young, but there's 3 who are. Ollie Everett, he's 20. He moved in here with his mother and father when he was 16, his dad being a world renowned jeweller, and his mum a fashion designer.

Jake Wrenn, and his twin sister Ella Wren, who are both 18. They have lived here for 6 years. They're dad was a huge film director, and they're mum, an actor. We were currently all sitting on the terrace outside Ollie's bedroom, discussing the latest gossip of Kensington Park.

"Oh my gosh, Rose, Have you heard?" Ella gushed.

"Heard what?"

"Have you seen who's been rumoured to be moving in?" by now she was practically squeaking.

"No, who is it this time? Please let them be young this time..."

"One Direction!"

"What? Like all 5?"

"Yeppp"

"Oh my..."




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Boring first chapter swiggity swag but it's just a taster because I'm not going to publish it for like maybe a month yet???