It was 11:30, and Wendy was running late. She had to get home so she could wake up early the next morning. She had a fashion shoot with Bongo jeans and she didn't want to be late. She was a model, age 21. This was very important to her because she was just becoming famous, getting herself in more ads and commercials. She was dreaming about how popular she would one day be, and be in every magazine in America, and some day the world. Her mind was wondering as she was doing 85 MPH on a downtown road.
"Holy Jeese! No!"
