Mako Island's Gaurdian

Chapter 2

The airport is huge, people walk busyly behind us. We walk into the line for tickets and buy them, we then walk over to security, putting our electronics and everything else in bins before we walk through the security gate. We grab our stuff from the bins and walk to our gate across the terminal. The entercom bares, Gate 24 to Sydney, Australia. Gate 24 to Sydney Australia.

We walk to our gate and enter. Erin and Ian place their bags with the crew men to put them under the plane. They ask me if I want to do the same, but I just shake my head no. We enter the plane and walk done the very narrow hall. We sit in the back, two seats on the right and one on the left. I stick my bag in the compartment by the one seat and sit down on the seat. The button on the screen in the front notifies us to buckle up, I do so and the speaker speaks. This time its a flight attendant.

"The pilot has put the 'buckle your seatbelts' sign. We will be off shortly, and thank you for flying American Airlines flight 70." She says, I lookout the window as the plane starts to move forward, then up in the air in a matter of seconds. Looking down at the land, it looks like brown and green patches from up here. We soon see the beutiful ocean. After 16 hours and 54 minutes of flying, we make it to Sydney Australia. We get off the plane with our stuff and walk through the gate. Ian getsout is phone and dials a number then puts it up to his ear.

"Yes, yes i'm listening... Yeah, yeah... You can get the car here Seth?... Ok, see you soon." He says then hangs up.

"Who was that?" I ask sitting down in a chair next to the gate.

"Its your uncle, he lives here in Sydney, we bought his car before we could leave." He explains.

"Oh." Is all I can say.

We walk out of the terminal and out to the parking lot. We walk across the cross walk and into the many cars sitting and waiting. A man from a distance lifts up his hand and waves at us. There he is, there is uncle Seth.

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We've made it to our house. It has a dock in the back for easy access for swimming. The Ocean Side café is just a couple of blocks down from here. I would have to apply for a job there soon. I take the duffle bag out from inside the black truck and walk towards my new home. I guess I would have to stay here for another year, great. The house is two stories. It has a tan color on the outside walls of the house and a dark brown roof. Two windows on the top and two on the bottom floors of the front of the house.

I open up the front door and walk in, there is still furniture. The stairs are to the right of the door, the living room on the left, kitchen behind the stairs. A door that is in one on the walls where the living room is, I'm guessing that is the master bedroom. I run up the carpeted stairs. The gray carpet continues throughout the upper floor, but it stops downstairs for hardwood flooring. I walk down a hallway once I'm finished with the stairs. Doors are closed, except for one at the end of it. I walk towards it and turn the nob, flinging it open I look around. A queen size bed in the middle of the room, along with a desk on the left side of it in front of the window. A dresser across from the desk and another door beside it. I set the bag down at the doorway, and walk around opening up the door, inside is a bathroom! Another door besides the bathroom one is the closet. Wow, I'm so lucky!

"Maria, did you find your room?" Erin calls.

"Yes." I yell back.

"Huh looks like you're getting out of your shy box." She says while walking up the stairs towards me. "Nice room. You get yourself settled, we are having pizza tonight then you can go to bed. We have had a lobby day." She adds and I nod.

I take the bag and close the door behind me. I set the bag on the bed and start taking out my clothes and stuff. I fold up t clothes again and stick them in the drawer. Grabbing the journal under the bed I grab a tin box in the closet and stick the journal in it and shove it underneath the bed. Once everything is in place I walk back downstairs and grab the purple bed spread and walk back up to my room to make my bed. We ate dinner without a word spoken from me. I went upstairs and up to my room. Plopping down onto my bed and into a dreamless sleep.

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How is it so far? Is it long enough.