The Foster Home for YouTubers (YouTube FanFic)

Introduction

-Giovanna's POV-

I was two years old when they tried to kill me. I was sitting in my car seat in the back seat of my parents’ car, playing with my porcelain, red haired doll when my dad swerved off of the road, flipping the car over. My mom and dad were killed on impact, but me, no, I survived. Some days I wish I hadn’t…

Two people were driving by and found me in the wreckage. They pulled me out and took me in as their own. Their names were Charles and Theresa. I couldn’t say my name just yet, so they renamed me Giovanna. I later found out it was because of my pale skin, long, ink black hair, and brown eyes.

The thing about Charles and Theresa is that they’re foster parents. And their foster home is their huge mansion. Charles is a typical rich person; snobby, selfish, assholey…and I only say that because he threw me in with maids of their mansion because I “wasn’t the daughter he wanted.” Theresa argued to keep me, but he was overpowering and she lost the battle.

Helena, one of the head maids, became my new “mom.” She taught me all I needed to know, was there for me to talk to when I needed her, and was the mom I never had.

Theresa thought I was lonely, so she decided to get me a sister. Her name was Kalel, and she happened to be a few years older than me. When we met, when I was six years old and she was nine, she seemed nice. She played dolls with me and did my hair and makeup, but as we grew up, she became bitchier. She started not to share and just was plain mean to me, calling me ugly and not nice. I always remember I ran crying to Helena and her telling me I was perfect in every possible way. Charles loved Kalel, and got her anything she wanted. To this day, when I’m sixteen and she’s nineteen, we share a hatred for each other.

I’ve seen people come, go (as in they walked out the front door because of Charles), and come back because they had no where to go.

I hadn’t really connected with any of the foster children, mostly due to the fact that I was a maid and I only saw them when I served them their meals or cleaned up their mess. That was until two certain guys were admitted to the mansion.