Celebrity meet-up at 3AM (GONE WRONG) [POLICE CALLED] BOOK 1

CHAPTER FIVE FIVE FIVE FIVE FIVE

"So, here's your room. Do keep in mind that you'll be staying with a few roommates." Kloe opened the door to reveal an exquisite living room which was joined to a large kitchen. Four bedrooms were connected, all seeming to have en suites. "Wow, this is.... diddly d-"

"Save it. I'll call your new friends.'' Kloe shushed Ned and began ringing the doorbell repeatedly.
From different areas, out walked...

Apu, Homer and Groundskeeper Willie. "hello mr Flanders" Apu greeted cheerfully.

Homer went out to shake his hand. "Hey fla- wait, FLANDERS!?!?!?" Homer screamed and ran back to his room, slamming the door.

"Agh, he does that sometimes. Don't worry though- you'll get used to it." Willie shrugged.

"Willie, he's my neighbour, has been for ten years... I've not got used to it at all." Ned shivered, turning around. "Kloe? Are there any other motel roo-" unfortunately, Kloe had left.

Apu patted Ned on the shoulder and sat him down at the dining table. "Make yourself at home."

Ned sat down nervously. "So, when did you guys get here?" He asked.

"I got here yesterday. Willie got here a few days ago, and Homer was one of the first to go. That was almost a week ago." Apu explained, "we have been segregated into groups according to gender and age."

"So that means Rod and Todd are now in a group with other... unchristian... young boys?"

"Exactly."

"Oh my... are they okay?"

"We are not allowed to see them until it is socialising time- lunch time to dinner time."

"So it's like a prison?"

"Ooph, not exactly. The leaders will explain it all in the assembly coming up soon."