Okay here's my new series and corrected version of my old story. PLease review for any corrections for the story or if you just liked it.
Chapter 1 Pilot
Everything was gone. When I was little my father was everything to me, his name was Eliot Smith the fourth just like I was. My family were descendants of Queen Victoria, my great great grandfather Eliot Windsor was Queen Victoria's far cousin he was forgotten though as he had disabilities. He married a woman Samantha Smith and married her taking her last name. She had no illness and had a child soon after being married named Eliot just like his dad. After files and piles of paperwork my great great grandfather's last name Windsor was taken out of him and was made effectively a Smith. My great grandfather left England to get away from his family's past and moved to California where he met a beautiful woman that was also named Samantha. She married my great grandfather and became a Smith. After one month from marriage they had a child named Eliot again! He married a woman he found named Samantha and married. Rufley before the wedding she was pregnant. Later they had a son named ELIOT and he moved to Seattle looking for a new start. He soon found a woman he worked with named SAMANTHA and they married. He, unlike my other grandfathers, was addicted to alcohol. Time passed and they had a son named Eliot Smith, my dad. He also wished to move away and left for Seattle. Again after getting a job as a lawyer married a woman he represented named Samantha Puckett. My father then after a year had unplanned twins. After nine months he had two daughters one named Melanie Victoria Smith and another named Samantha Joy Smith, me.
My family lived happily for six years until my grandfather died from overdose. My dad had a hard time from the loss and he was never the same. One year later my dad and my mother had a divorce. I will never know why they did split up but a few years later my sister was given the chance to move to a school for talented students. After she left me, I was stuck with my mother. Everyone who ever knew me didn't ever ask about my past, not after some kid asked me if I had a dad and was taken to the hospital. After I turned 12 years old my mom started drinking. She never was home and when she was home I would stay at Carly's or just shut the door to my room and wait for my mom to leave. I changed my name to Sam after I heard of my family history. I didn't want to be another clone in my family's footsteps. I even hid my english accent but when I was with my mom I would speak freely. Seven years of living with my mom! Seven years.
After ICarly ended and Carly said her goodbyes and left for Italy I left for LA. For one year I lived with Cat Valentine, but the past caught up with me and Freddie Benson visited me. For a brief time me and Fredward had dated but after some disagreements we broke up. After he visited I realized I still had feelings for him. I couldn't stand it so one night I left LA and moved to England where I am now living in a small apartment building with my dog Eliot the fifth. He's a German Shepard, fully trained for anything. After a few dents in my career path I decided to become a security guard. I work for a very rich couple with a mansion. Ends up after a while me and the owners of the house became good friends and sometimes I babysit their 5 year old Ruben.
Lifes been better than ever, after I left LA I lost all contact with Carly, Freddie, Spencer, Gibby, Cat, and any past friends or enemies. A few times the owners of the house Robert and Mary Evans asked me of my past but I always said it was unimportant and stirred the conversation. When moving to England I changed my last name into Smith, because everyone has the last name. I was just like everyone else in the crowd and I would keep that way. As Sam Joy Smith.
A\U- I know that was a short introduction but please bear with me with the new series. I am sorry if any history of the royals was incorrect. The song of the chapter is Good Times Bad Times By Led Zeppelin.
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