26. So Good.
Samantha's P.O.V:
-THREE DAY'S LATER-
So far living in Australia has been amazing, muggy but amazing. When I arrived at Melbourne airport, three day's ago. I was completely worried, especially when I never flew on a plane before. Then I met my uncle Jackson. It was funny when I first met him, standing at the bottom of the elevator waving a sign with my name on it. He looked a little like Charles Michael Davis. If only Charles Michael Davis was white with bright red sun tan mark in a shape of a pair of shades. His charisma was similar to his mothers, my grandmother but more dorkier and when he wrapped me into a giant hug. My mind started wondering why him and my mother weren't talking.
He lived an hour away from Melbourne Airport. In a place called Hastings. Though the driv
