Chiara Daveys is loving a good life in England - if you ignore her constant struggle with food, lack of a guardian and how she's constantly working to pay the bills.
At 17 years old, she's been unaware of her 6 brothers who have spent the 14 years o...
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We've been in Italy for three days and those days have been the most relaxing days of my life.
And I've got an amazing tan.
I've been around the town during the days here but Giovanni wants to take me somewhere so I have to get ready for that.
I just put on a pair of long linen trousers and a leopard print tube top as I don't want anything too heavy in this heat.
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I slide on my flip flops, grab my phone and head downstairs.
I spot Giovanni sitting on one of the kitchen stools and make my way over to him.
He looks up from him phone, "you ready to go?"
"Yeah, I just need a quick drink," I say as I grab the orange juice from out of the fridge and pour myself a small glass.
Once done, I place the empty glass into the washing up bowl and turn around to face Giovanni.
I place my hands on the counter and lean against it, "where are we going?"
He stands up from his seat, "you'll see, grab your stuff and we'll go now."
I do as told, grabbing my sunglasses and placing them on top of my head then rushing behind him.
I slam the front door behind us after screaming a quick 'bye' to the others.
I hurry down the steps outside the door, catching up with my oldest brother's strides.
"Are you enjoying our holiday?" He turns his face to look at me as he asks.
"I am," I nod with a large smile as I look around the scenery, "I really love it here. Everything is so beautiful."
He wraps an arm around my shoulders and pulls me into his side, pressing a kiss to my hair, "I'm so glad you're here with us. Not just in Italy, but under the same roof as the boys and I. And I don't care how many times I've said that recently," he looks down at me fondly, "I'll continue to say it because I know for certain that none of our brothers or I will ever take it for granted."
