This morning Carina Reyes was actually working. Shock horror gasp, yes unusual as it was the young colombian had deigned that this project was worth her considerable talents. She had determined to leave modeling behind when she decided to persue acting but when someone offered you half a million for half a days work.

It was now 6 am and in just under half an hour the sun would be breaking just perfectly over the ocean. The Latina sat wrapped in a silk dressing gown, in full make up and hair very obviously aggravated. Her cinnamon eyes blazed with the indignity of it all. How dare this other woman be ill, how dare she only think to call an hour before shooting started.

Carina: It's not good enough Maurice, i don't care what the excuses are my contract states i get paid.

Tuning him out when he whines on and on about one thing or another. Carina was not the premier model for no reason, she had not graced the cover of vogue several times by not understanding how to get on in this industry. Rolling her eyes at the director of photography's temper tantrum she drums her fingers on the arms of the fold out chair she's sat upon.

Carina: She is replacable Maurice, I am not. I am not getting out of bed another day. So your muse will have to make her name off of someone else.

That is all this was, she knew this man. Knew the way his mind worked, if others saw her along side Ms Reyes then the other woman would be the flavor of the month and maurice would take a healthy commission off of anything the other woman did from then on.

Casting her eyes around the scene, from the general outfit of hair, make up, catering, lighting and all the production assistants to the curious onlookers. Her eyes finally fell upon a woman who seemed to take no interest in the spectacle taking place. A rather stunning blonde who would contrast perfectly with the tall tanned dark south american.

Rising elegantly out of her seat Carina began to walk toward the other woman. Tapping gently on the other womans shoulder so glad that she had walked in the opposite direction of the crowds, the princess smiled at the other woman.

Carina: Hi, I was wondering if you were busy today because i have something of a proposition for you.

Daniella had modeled once before back when she lived in Mexico, She had found a modeling job but she had to go through a few agencies before she could get the job.

She was in a pink short dress that she had bought for modeling. This young lady approached her telling her that she had a proposition for her.

"Hi I am not busy. I am Daniella. What would you like me to do?"

Carina smiled her dazzling smile before taking hold of Daniella's hand. Her cinnamon eyes taking in all aspects of the blonde in front of her, she only hoped that the innocently sexy look daniella seemed to ooze would come across well on the camera.

Carina: I'm Carina, Carina Reyes.

Carina spoke as though she needed any introduction, for the past two years she'd been the darling of the fashion industry. A photographers dream, but she would simply assume that Daniella would know that.

Carina: You see the thing is our other model canceled last thing. We'd be willing to pay you her salary of $50,000 for half a days work. Hair and make up are on stand by if you say yes and we'll be sharing a trailer for costume changes.

The colombian flicked her chocolate mane back over her shoulder, her eyes permanently trained on Dani willing her to say yes.

Carina: Let's just say you could become an overnight sensation once this day is over.

As Carina was explaining to Daniella what she will be doing and how much she would get paid. The first thing that came to her head was her brother and how with all that money she could get him back or even pay Brian back.

"I would be honored to model. Will we modeling together."

Daniella loved to be infront of the camera. She sat in the chair to get her make up done. As she was getting her make up done she took a good look at Carina and her beauty. Daniella was trying to figure out where she new her from. She called her over.

"Carina. Do you know Brian O'Conner or Vince Martelli?"

Bambi like eyes filled with a reflective look, a slight scrunching of the brow indicated her slight confusion. A face matching either name didn't jump out at her straight away. Then it hit her, Brian O'Connor, Blonde, idiotic and an asshole. Oh yes she knew who Brian O'Connor was he was the one threatening to take her godfather away from her again.

The same person who had shot her gaurdian in the shoulder. Crash landed a car onto his yacht and stole money from him. Her face betrayed no sign of this recognition however, instead she shook her head. Her chocolate hair whipping across her face because of the movement.

Carina: No i'm sorry neither name rings a bell. I'm relatively new to LA. Before i decided to move into the movie industry, all my main bases were in the fashion capitals. You know London, New York, Paris, Milan and Tokoyo.

Hearing a voice over her shoulder, Carina rolls her eyes heaven ward. Casting a dazzling smile over at Dani the brunette shrugs off the silk dressing gown. Her tall curvy body is encased in a gold one piece swim suit with a pair of nude short shorts over. Her wedge heeled shoes leave her standing at over six foot. Picking up a pair of sunglasses and a wide brimmed straw hat as props to pose with as much as anything else the colombian offers the blonde some advice.

Carina: Don't let Maurice bully you, he's a bit of a diva and i didn't let him wait another day for his latest pet so he may take it out on you. I hope not but just ignore anything that comes out of his mouth unless it's technical about the shoot. Once they've picked out your first outfit come join me down by the water Dani.