Lara and Sam did not speak for long. Lara said things to David and asked him to take complete care of Sam. And Sam was angry that he kept himself under control and practised harder to win the competition as it was around the corner.
"You have that shoot," David said one morning. "Let us go around 11. The set will be ready by then," Sam nodded, taking his goggles off. "The hair colour looks perfect this time. "Silverish blonde, is it?" Sam was asked. Sam nodded again. "You have potato in your mouth? What is wrong with you? Can you not speak? What is up with you these days? You are acting up a little too much," David kept talking. Sam ignored it all. "Change and come down quickly. I will wait in the car," he said and left. Half an hour later, Sam stepped into the car, wearing a white t-shirt and blue jeans. He was taken directly to the set.
