Chapter 5
Ella's POV
After I accepted Owen's invite, we entered studio B. It was larger than studio A, the studio I was previously in. It had the same layout of wooden floors and mirrors covering every wall. I saw Madi and Jadah laughing their heads off in the corner of the room. I rushed over to them. "Hey, what are you guys dying over?"
Jadah happily replied, "We are watching Charlie dance. Oh. My. God. Girl, he's a train wreck. Right now, he is trying to swing his hips."
I peered over at Charlie. The girls were not lying. He was trying to move his hips without moving his whole body, and it was hilarious.
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ella's view:
I suppressed a laugh as a tiny squeak escaped my lips. Charlie somehow managed to hear me and whipped his head to face me.
I could not help myself as I started to saunter over to him. He needed my help.
"Hey Char, do you need some help with that?"
His response was so Canadian. "It looks that bad, eh?"
I felt bad for him; I couldn't tell him the truth about his bad dancing. I lied, "No, not at all; I just thought you would want my expert assistance."
"It wouldn't hurt. Please help me." He looked at me with puppy dog eyes.
How could someone ever refuse that face?
I explained to him that his feet should be shoulder-width apart and his legs should be bent. Then he should practise moving his hips from side to side. Next, I instructed him to move his hips from front to back. Then move them in slow-motion from left, to front, to right, to back.
He was doing pretty well. The minute I told him to speed it up was when it went downhill.
"No, Char, you were so close! Maybe if you watch me do it, you will get it."
He nodded his head as I did the hip roll in slow motion, then at an average speed. I requested, "Now your turn."
And he still couldn't do it right. Mhm, I was going to make him get this right. Once I set my mind to something, I had to see it through. I asserted, "Come here." I stood in front of him and turned my body around, so we were both looking in the same direction. I then grabbed his hands and wrapped them around my waist, pulling him right up against me. I ignored the fire that shot through my body from being right up against him. I heard his breathing started to quicken.
"Follow my lead."
I moved my hips in the proper motion, and with him directly behind me, his hips were also moving in the same motion.
He was doing it! Yay! I swiftly pulled away from him and turned around to look at him.
It looked like he was blushing.
It's probably cause it was scorching in here.
I cheered, "You did it, Char! I'm so happy."
He averted his eyes from me and scratched the back of his neck. He playfully said, "It's only because I have the best teacher."
A voice interrupted, "Charlie, I heard that." Ah, so it was Kenny. He continued, "I am also very offended by that comment. I thought I was your favourite teacher. I may not be as pretty as Ella, but I do have better moves."
Now I blushed.
Charlie grinned, "I'm joking, Kenny. You are still my favourite teacher and way prettier than Ella."
He made direct eye contact with me, put his index finger to his lips and winked.
I rolled my eyes at him and whispered, "Kiss up." He chuckled.
For the next few hours, I watched them rehearse for a dance number called, 'I got the music.'
I was enjoying myself watching all of them dance. Jadah and Madison were naturals. Owen, Charlie, and Jeremy, on the other hand... I shouldn't be too harsh on them. It was adorable that they were all trying so hard.
As the day came to an end, Charlie was walking me to my car.
We did, in fact, spend all of our free time together. I learned about him growing up in New Brunswick and his talented musical family. We conversed about our likes and dislikes, favourite books and favourite movies. When we discovered we both loved Mamma Mia, we sang just about every song from the film together during breaks.
When we arrived at my car, he wrapped his arms around me and pulled me into a hug. It was awkward at first, as I did not know where to put my arms. I eventually placed them around his neck as he squeezed me tight. We fit perfectly together, like two pieces of a puzzle.
I breathed in his scent, "Charlie, you smell like maple syrup."
I regretted saying it as he pulled away from me. He grinned, "Yeah, us Canadians naturally smell like maple syrup. The smell gets worse when we get older. And eventually, we start oozing it until our flesh is purely maple syrup."
"So you basically turn into a maple syrup monster?"
Just as the words left my lips, he started chasing me around my car, making monster noises.
He grabbed me from behind and spun me around. He whispered in my ear, "Don't worry, I still got time before my flesh becomes maple syrup."
I spun around, "I'll gladly bother you until your days are up."
"Is that a promise?" He mischievously smiled.
I opened my car door and got inside. "We will see. What I do know is that I will see you tomorrow."
"Bye, killer, see you tomorrow."
"Bye, Char."
I drove home listening to Mamma Mia since it was still stuck in my head. I thought about how much fun my first day was. I couldn't wait to start filming. I was so grateful to be surrounded by such lovely people. My mind then wandered to Savannah, ugh. I would have to figure out a way to assure her that Owen and I are just friends. I decided that I would have to be nice to her as all my scenes were with her so, it would be really awkward if she still hated me.
I unlocked the door to the apartment, "I'm home Vicky, did you miss me?" I yelled. I stepped inside in search of her.
Vic came into my view as I walked into the small kitchen.
She held a bottle of coke in one hand and a piece of chocolate cake in the other. "Nope, I had the house to myself today. It was great."
"Yeah, Yeah, you still missed me."
"You know me well bitch. So are you just going to stand there, or are you going to tell me how your first day of set went! Any cute boys?"
She had no idea.
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