6 p.m. – 7 p.m.
Sam stood in the shower with her eyes closed; she thought about what had happened today and how close she was to dying. This made her realise her true feelings for Phil, she had to do something – NOW! She turned off the shower and reached for a towel, she wrapped it round her petit frame and ran downstairs to call Phil.
"Hello?" there was the voice that melted her heart whenever she heard it, the voice that made her wet even if it was shouting. "Hello?"
"Phil, its Sam, I… erm… I"
"Sam are you ok?"
"Yea I'm fine sorry I… erm … just wanted to know I you wanted to go out for dinner tonight, I really don't want to be on my own. Don't worry if you have plans I'll see if Abi is free." There was an air of disappointment in Sam's voice before she even knew the answer.
"Dinner would be great ill pick you up at 7.30"
"See you then!" Sam hung up and breathed a sigh of relief; she had taken the first step.
'Shit, now what am I going to wear' Sam thought.
She headed back upstairs and opened her wardrobe. She pulled out a red halter neck dress where she brought for her cousins wedding last year, that was more of a formal outfit she thought. She put it back and reached for a black strapless dress that accentuated her petit figure, she hunted for a pair of matching shoes and jewellery and began to get ready.