Chapter 1
Davina McCall switched off the Tv with a flick of the remote, how boring was this years Big Brother.... no fake romances, fight nights or massively popular characters to gurn at...... except for this Freddie bloke, what do the GBP see in him she thought.
Still this was interesting, a report from a couple of housemates that they had see a ghost in the house, well worth investigating the production team thought, maybe we can get Living TV interested.... she could just see herself in Yvette Fieldings role, screaming and gurning, perfect!
Her phone bleeped at that moment, ah a text message, she picked it up and scrolled to the page eagerly. It was from the production team at the house, another sighting and possibly the first victim.
"Oh yesssss" Davina shouted as she grabbed her jacket and left the house, her car keys jangling. This most definitely had to be seen, this could bring the ratings right back and get lots of news coverage, something that this years Big Brother had not had.
Meanwhile in the house, it was a normal day. The housemates were sitting around doing nothing waiting for live feed to begin. Lisa got up from the settee and said, "I'm off for a fag", the others barely moved their heads.
Lisa walked across the grass to the no 11 bus stop, a comforting sight, she had sat in many no 11 bus stops back home in Brum, usually with a can of cider and a couple of mates, still it was getting lonely sitting here on her own, why oh why did all her friends keep going to the secret house and when would they be coming back. Even Kenneth had climbed into the secret house earlier on this morning, helped by bloddy Marcus of all people! It's not fair she thought as she sat down and started to roll her fag with practiced fingers.
Fag rolled and lit, she sat back inhaling the smoke and feeling at ease, then all of a sudden she saw a grey flash out of the corner of her eye, "What's that?" she said out loud and turned her head.
A grey figure ran past her, leaving her feeling cold and something she didn't admit to very often, scared and made its' way towards the living room, but strangely didn't open the doors, just ran through the glass. Lisa blinked, how did that happen? She had expected to hear breaking glass and screams from the others, but nothing.
Then as she carried on looking, her eyes opened even wider, things were moving around in the living room and no one was moving them.
"Whew", she said, "What have they put in this baccy!" Then she heard the others scream and Marcus stand up and kick out at something, she couldn't see what, "Oh well", she thought sleeply "Tom must be by Norin again".
Fag smoked, her eyelips drooped and she began to feel sleepy and heavy, what was going on? It's daytime..... Lisa slipped into a heavy sleep.
Inside the house it was chaos, the female members of the house had ran and shut themselves in the Diary Room screaming and crying that there was, there was a ghost in the house, while the men were standing in the middle of the living room looking at each other with amazed looks on their faces..... all except for Charlie, who was lying on the floor, blood pouring from a wound in his head.
"Man", said Freddie, "We had better do something". "No" said Roddy, "He has disrespected the house too often, this is his punishment".
"It's a ghost" said Marcus, swinging his platt over one shoulder "And for a ghost, we need Ghostbusters!" "Marcus", Freddie said patiently "Ghostbusters was just a film man, not real" "You think what you like" said Marcus, "I know differently"
The housemates who were standing were told to go to the bedroom and stay there until further notice...... apart from Charlie who still lay on the living room floor and Lisa who had gone past sleeping........ What will happen next... you decide.
Davina McCall switched off the Tv with a flick of the remote, how boring was this years Big Brother.... no fake romances, fight nights or massively popular characters to gurn at...... except for this Freddie bloke, what do the GBP see in him she thought.
Still this was interesting, a report from a couple of housemates that they had see a ghost in the house, well worth investigating the production team thought, maybe we can get Living TV interested.... she could just see herself in Yvette Fieldings role, screaming and gurning, perfect!
Her phone bleeped at that moment, ah a text message, she picked it up and scrolled to the page eagerly. It was from the production team at the house, another sighting and possibly the first victim.
"Oh yesssss" Davina shouted as she grabbed her jacket and left the house, her car keys jangling. This most definitely had to be seen, this could bring the ratings right back and get lots of news coverage, something that this years Big Brother had not had.
Meanwhile in the house, it was a normal day. The housemates were sitting around doing nothing waiting for live feed to begin. Lisa got up from the settee and said, "I'm off for a fag", the others barely moved their heads.
Lisa walked across the grass to the no 11 bus stop, a comforting sight, she had sat in many no 11 bus stops back home in Brum, usually with a can of cider and a couple of mates, still it was getting lonely sitting here on her own, why oh why did all her friends keep going to the secret house and when would they be coming back. Even Kenneth had climbed into the secret house earlier on this morning, helped by bloddy Marcus of all people! It's not fair she thought as she sat down and started to roll her fag with practiced fingers.
Fag rolled and lit, she sat back inhaling the smoke and feeling at ease, then all of a sudden she saw a grey flash out of the corner of her eye, "What's that?" she said out loud and turned her head.
A grey figure ran past her, leaving her feeling cold and something she didn't admit to very often, scared and made its' way towards the living room, but strangely didn't open the doors, just ran through the glass. Lisa blinked, how did that happen? She had expected to hear breaking glass and screams from the others, but nothing.
Then as she carried on looking, her eyes opened even wider, things were moving around in the living room and no one was moving them.
"Whew", she said, "What have they put in this baccy!" Then she heard the others scream and Marcus stand up and kick out at something, she couldn't see what, "Oh well", she thought sleeply "Tom must be by Norin again".
Fag smoked, her eyelips drooped and she began to feel sleepy and heavy, what was going on? It's daytime..... Lisa slipped into a heavy sleep.
Inside the house it was chaos, the female members of the house had ran and shut themselves in the Diary Room screaming and crying that there was, there was a ghost in the house, while the men were standing in the middle of the living room looking at each other with amazed looks on their faces..... all except for Charlie, who was lying on the floor, blood pouring from a wound in his head.
"Man", said Freddie, "We had better do something". "No" said Roddy, "He has disrespected the house too often, this is his punishment".
"It's a ghost" said Marcus, swinging his platt over one shoulder "And for a ghost, we need Ghostbusters!" "Marcus", Freddie said patiently "Ghostbusters was just a film man, not real" "You think what you like" said Marcus, "I know differently"
The housemates who were standing were told to go to the bedroom and stay there until further notice...... apart from Charlie who still lay on the living room floor and Lisa who had gone past sleeping........ What will happen next... you decide.
nice one PB 
