I not know why I felt like writing this. I just thought that no one else (That I have noticed) has written a story about Sophie when she was a little girl. I also thought it would be a sweet story – I hope, I will try- as it is something not often looked at. I am going to write it that every year is a different year in Sophie's life, starting from when she was Five years old, when she and her mother Donna moved to the little Island of KaloKairi. I hope you enjoy my story and please leave your reviews as I adore reading your opinions and often take in tips and pointers.

Chapter One: Me, Sophie and KaloKairi. Written from Donna's point of view.

I have always wanted to move to the beautiful little island of KaloKairi, and I now I finally have with my daughter Sophie. I thought it would be easier to move her before she started school in America, but she was not pleased.

"Mummy, why do we have to move" She kept asking again and again as we packed up the flat. "Oh my baby Sophie, you have to believe me. You are going to adore KaloKairi, you will be able to run around as much as you want while being perfectly safe and I am sure you will make friends." I reassured her every time she asked but she never seemed to come round to the idea, until she saw KaloKairi that is.

As soon as the island came into view, I pointed at the long golden beach. "Look Soph, you always loved going to the beach, now it is right on your door step" I laughed lifting her onto my lap. "Yay, beach" She giggled clapping her hands together. "Where are we going to live?" She asked staring at me with her sparking turquoise eyes.

I took her hand and pointed it towards a large building on the top of a high hill on one side of the island. "There my darling, it's going to be hotel once I get it going." Sophie giggled gazing up at the top of the hill.

She leant her head back against my chest as we neared the island dock "Maybe KaloKairi will be as good as New York" She said. I laughed. It was not what she said that was funny, just the way she said it, putting her hands out in front of her as she said New York and KaloKairi as if she had one on each hand and she was levelling them up to each other.

As the ferry came to a halt at the dock, I lifted Sophie over the steps and placed her on the dock as I began unloading bags from the luggage deck.

I watched her for a minute; she slowly turned around and around on the spot, staring up the hill and then to the beach that stretched out next to the dock, her small red backpack containing her few favourite things dangling from her shoulders.

About ten minutes later, I had managed to lift all of our bags from the boat and loaded on to the back of my old rickety jeep – something I had managed to get shipped over a few weeks ago. "Come on Sophie. Let's go see our new home" I said taking her gently by the hand.

She clambered into the jeep alongside me on the long front seat, her bag resting on her knees. "Mummy" She said pulling a thin strand of her long tan brown hair away from her eyes. "Yes Sweetie-Pie."

"I liked it here" She said, sounding like she had just said something important, something life changing. I guess it is life changing to her, she thought she was going to hate it here on the island. "Good, I am pleased about that"

We pulled up outside the soon to be hotel where we were met by a couple of the workers I had already hired over the email. "Good afternoon Donna" One said shaking my hand. The other – his wife – knelt down to Sophie. "And you must be Sophie" She said. "I have a son your age, I will have to bring him along tomorrow."

"There you go Soph, a friend already." I laughed taking her by the hand. I had heard all about Lucille's and Peter's son Pepper as soon as I hired them. Strange name I know, but I was glad for Sophie.

The pair left us to settle in. We walked into the lobby hand in hand, it was dusty and it was crumbling around the edges, but I knew I could make a business out of it. "Mummy, if this is a hotel where are our rooms?"

"On this floor" I replied lifting her on to my hip. "The guests will have the rooms on the next two floors, but this is all ours" We walked to the room at the end of the corridor, the room I would back Sophie's.

There was a single bed in the middle of the room, a small dressing table, a cupboard and large toy box. "My room Mummy?" She asked.

"Yep, Sophie's room" She wrinkled out of my arms and run towards the bed giggling wildly. "Best room ever, best room ever" She chanted leaping up and down on the bed, her pink dress flying around her waist. "Oh Sophie" I laughed. "It will even better once is it is painted and it has all your toys in it"

"Yay toys!" She giggled in reply, now running around the room. I sat down on the old ratty bed sheets "What colour should we paint this then?" I asked as Sophie come running up to me and Scrambled on to my lap."Pink" She replied laying against me. "I thought you might say that."