I wrote this piece after somehow working up the courage to call
up a girl I really, really liked and asking her out on a
date.
That was to be my first date. Oh.... the horror, the horror!
Hey, we've all been through this before, but it seems incredibly
difficult the first time around. Working up the courage, slowly
dialling the number, hearing the girl's voice saying the magic
words which will eventually allow the date to take place, the
suspense in waiting for the answer... phew. I've been through a
lot, but this sure takes the cake.
For the record, I did go out with the girl. 
Close Call
With deathly white knuckles and sweaty palms
The figure crosses the room
Dreading each step being taken
He reaches the phone
Stares at it momentarily
He looks around
Making sure no one is looking or listening.
There's no one around.... phew.
He picks up the receiver
Reaches for the address book
Turns to the right page
Finds the correct information
He taps in the right sequence of numbers
The phone at the other end rings
After what seems like an eternity
The sweetest voice ever answers
His life flashes before his eyes.
Sweat pouring down his forehead
He braces himself
To make the decision of a lifetime
It's now or never
"Hi, want to go out with me?"
