She wasn't always an adventurer. Growing up in small-town Indiana, Jami Ferrell was the shy girl in the last row of the classroom -- the one looking dreamily out the window. "I was always reserved, even painfully shy. I didn't have any friends," says Miss January 1997. Today, she still speaks in a voice as soft as a little girl's. Her hazel eyes shy away from a stranger's gaze. Yet there's something besides shyness here, something that constantly defies the quiet angels of her nature. There's a rebel in Jami, too. One day after graduating from high school, she went to the airport in Indianapolis, near her hometown of New Castle. "I had never flown in a plane, never been outside the Midwest," she says. Plunking down her Visa card, she was asked for a destination. "I chose Los Angeles. That sounded exciting."
