Well this is a big step from New York.
Looking out of the window my new "family" is already outside of the house , let's see how long this lasts .
Ok time to get out of this car .
" Gia Before you get out this car let's talk" said Roy
Roy is my case worker he has been for the past year and just in the year alone he has brought me to 14 different foster homes ." what Roy I already know what you are gonna say , try make this one last Gia , they seem like good people but if you don't remember let me remind you. I still have a couple of bruises from the last ones you said was good people"
"I am not gonna apologise for that as well it was not my fault some people are just like that and"
"There is no and to it, this conversation is over I can handle myself , lemme guess this is their first foster kid right" I laugh
" yes it is, you are their first ain't you lucky . Couldn't you wear anything better . Joggers and a crop top doesn't exactly scream I am gonna be the best thing for you"
"No but it does scream , I value comfort and not dick bye now"
why am I gonna dress up , for who I ain't trying to impress no one .
I slam the car door shut , Roy is not getting out with me he has already done all his shitty paperwork.
The house ain't bad I have been in worse to be honest .
So the family is a brown skin boy who is quite lanky and skinny and tall but not that much .
Everyone is tall to me though , I stand at a good height of 5,3 yes I am short maybe that's why "families" all think they can beat on me and think I can't defend myself to them .
The boy looks about 14 or 15 so a bit younger then me then , I am 16 turning 17 soon . So luckily not much longer of this foster bullshit .
Then the man he is quite built . He looks like his son nothing more to say about him , looks like he played football in his teenage years . The women is quite beautiful actually why are they all smiling too much .( gonna do stuff like this Jamal- hello Gianna - you get it so it's clear who is talking)
The women- omg you so pretty , I am Kim Turner
She walks towards me like she wants to give me a hug but I am not a touchy feely person guess you can call it trauma lol.
I block her hug by sticking my hand out so she can shake it .
Gianna - it's nice to meet you Mrs Turner
She shakes my hand
Mrs Turner - call me Kim baby , I will take this hand shake for now but we gonna get used to hugs
The man - it's so nice to meet you Gianna , that is a very nice name must be from your Italian side right , I am Mr Turner but call me Dwayne for now until you are ready to call me umm
He sticks his hand out and I shake it
Yay he has read my report , if he looks at me with pity I might blow , wow he thinks I am gonna call him dad what a idiot .
Gianna - yes sir I mean Dwayne , it's a Italian name I am half Italian and half Mexican but don't call me Gianna call me Gia please
He smiles .
The lanky boy looks at me like he wants to say something but is too shy .
Gianna - wussup and your name is
The boy - I am Jamal and you are so pretty and short , my friends and gonna love you and so is so many boys wait have you got a boyfriend are you coming to my school how old are you again I forgot .
Gianna - woah slow down boy
Damn this boy can talk I think I might like him though
Dwayne - Jamal show Gia to her bedroom
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The foster girl
FanfictionSo it's the story of the foster girl from London and the gangbanger from freeridge. Gia is the damaged , sarcastic ,strong girl who gets fostered into the Turner family . Then she catches the eyes of a man with a tattoo on his face , she opens up t...