Part 1- Chapter 1

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Alright guys so, before I start, I'm Sabrina and I am a normal girl just like many of you guys who are reading this right now. And this is my story. Yep, every bit of it is true, this story is what happened to me over the course of two years. Every conversation, action, and event actually happened, based on what I can remember.

I'm not gonna go telling you all the story of my life and all that boring crap but there was a certain time in my life that's actually kind of Disney movie worthy.

Mind you, this wasn't my idea. I told a friend of mine the shortened version of this story and she told me to write the full version on Wattpad. So, here I am.

I'm gonna skip over the boring parts and fill you guys in on what went on then. But for now let's just get on with the beginning of my story, two years ago in Miami Airport...

Sabrina tugged on her bag strap nervously and swiped her brown bangs out of her face.

"Will you stop it? You're making me nervous by just watching you," Emma elbowed Sabrina in the side.

"Sorry," Sabrina laughed as she strained her neck to look around the enormous airport. "I'm just so excited! Not only are we in Miami but we are about to go to the freakin' Dominican Republic, show some excitement."

Emma laughed, "Yeah I know, and it looks like Grace is even more excited than you are," she nodded her head in the direction of the loud sixteen year old.

Sabrina rolled her eyes, "She literally will not shut up," she shook her head. Grace giggled between Matt and Peter, two brothers who were coming on the missions trip as well. Grace made long, extensive gestures with her arms and kept going on and on about some guy named Chris in the Dominican.

"Who's Chris?" Emma asked.

Sabrina shrugged, "I don't know and I don't care. He's probably someone she met on the trip last year."

"Why do you hate Grace so much?"

"I don't hate her," Sabrina insisted. "She's just a jerk to me."

"I know but maybe you shouldn't be so judgy."

"I'm nice to her when I talk to her," Sabrina said. "She just annoys me."

"I know she's loud and obnoxious. But she's probably just really insecure."

"Yeah," Sabrina agreed. "But she always just seems to zero in on me as the target of her bullying," she narrowed her eyes at Grace in distaste.

So let me fill you in on this girl. Just a few months before, I thought Grace was my friend. Until she started to pick on me and humiliate me in front of all our friends. Not to mention the fact Grace spread false rumors about me all the time. She had earned herself a spot on my bad side.

"She's two years older than me," Sabrina said, "You would think she'd pick on someone her own size."

"She thinks you're prettier than her so she's mean to you, just like a lot of girls," Emma said as she texted someone on her phone.

Sabrina rolled her eyes, "Come on, Emma. She's beautiful. And she doesn't even wear makeup."

"Yeah but so are you and she knows it."

"Maybe, but she's still prettier than I am."

"But you're nice and everyone loves you. And most people know she's a jerk and they don't like her. She's just jealous of you."

"I still don't get it, but whatever. It doesn't matter. What matters is the Dominican, and we're gonna be there in just a few hours," Sabrina smiled and sighed as her thoughts wandered to the sunny Caribbean island. There she would volunteer at a Vacation Bible School and play with the local kids in the community....

Little did I know I was about to meet a lot more than just some adorable kids.

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