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05-31-2007, 09:59 AM
I looked out the bus window. Some fellow models and I were going to compete for the World's Next Top Model. The first season of it ever. We were on a bus headed to New York, where our host and judges would meet us. We were the best of the best, and now, we were going to see who was THE best in the world.
I sighed and looked at the people. "You can do this, Yaz..." I mumbled to myself.
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