Chapter 1: Moving in my new apartment
Sophie's pov
Sometimes life brings in big changes, and we need to to adjust with them. I finally turned twenty-one, and it was time for me to move out of my parent's house. I moved from Florida to Miami, for my further studies in the University of Miami. I am excited for making new friends and new memories at my new university, but at the same time I am also nervous and scared, I hope everything goes just fine. I shift in my new apartment in Miami, the beach isn't too far from my apartment and I am excited to visit there in my free time since it is summer now.
I finally finish moving in my apartment. It isn't too big, it has a bedroom, a living room and a kitchen with which a small dinning space is attached. After moving in my stuff and decorating the walls and my study table, I finally lie down on my bed to take some rest. I am too tired, I want to sleep but suddenly I hear a doorbell. Who could it be? I wondered. It is early evening, I thought it is probably some neighbor, may be they are trying to visit me since I shifted here today. I felt shy at first, but I know that I have to open up to people and have a good relation with my neighbors around here. So I finally got up, fixed my hair and opened the door.
When I opened the door I was expecting to see an adult who came to greet me, but instead I saw a little girl, probably of the age three or four, standing in front of me with a box of cookies and a beautiful smile on her face. She looked like an absolute angel, her eyes eyes were a beautiful blue-grey coloured, her blonde hair was tied in two braids and she had a smile so beautiful it could lighten up anyone's day.
After flashing that beautiful smile at me she finally spoke with her cute little voice, "Hi, pretty lady, I know you are our new neighbor, so I told my papa that we should greet you with cookies. So, I came here to give you these delicious cookies, my papa makes the best cookies, you will love them. Me and my papa live next door. Do come and visit us." She giggled. I was surprised by how well this little girl spoke. "Thank you so much, adorable little one. I will surely eat the cookies and visit you. Say thanks to your papa for making these cookies and sending them. Would you like to come in?" I said. She looked like she wanted to come in but then she changed her mind. "Maybe some other time, papa told me to go back in five minutes, he is the best father but he is also very strict." She said, and I giggled. "Okay, adorable little one. I will see you later then, bye, have a good day." I smiled. She chuckled, "You too, pretty lady." Saying that she left and I closed the door and went inside. I wondered why the father didn't come with the little girl, but I was glad that he sent me the cookies that he made. He probably was busy, that's why he didn't come. Since his daughter told me he is strict, probably he is workaholic too, strict people are usually workaholic. But then my thoughts drifted to the fact that the little girl said her father and she lived next door, what about her mother? Were her parents divorced? Was she out on a vacation? I wondered. Anyways, I thought that I have to visit them and probably give back something, maybe a treat. I needed to make something for them, I thought I should make cupcakes. Kids love that. It was 5 pm, I will go to the grocery store which was nearby and buy the ingredients and make cupcakes, then go to their apartment and give them those. I will be able to go there by 7:30 pm if I worked fast enough.
