Tacenda ~Owen Joyner~

Chapter 21

I jiggle the key in the lock to Charlie's apartment. I probably should have left the key on the counter when I left for Nova Scotia but that really wasn't my priority. I am exhausted from my flights but my excitement to see my friends again is giving me enough adrenaline to fight the urge to just go to sleep.

Some things just aren't meant to be, and that's okay. But other times the stars align in our favour, or we rewrite them. If you think I'm moving for a boy, I'm not. Is that what inspired it? Yes. But Owen's only living there while they're filming, which granted is most of the year but still. I really loved living in Vancouver. It's not classy, honestly a bit trashy, but I don't know, I just loved it. I am thrilled I got the job at the hospital here and my parents were actually really proud of me and supportive in the week leading up to my move.

On top of all that, being in Vancouver is great for acting opportunities compared to the small town my parents live in. Being a nurse will be my full time job and we'll just see where I can go with acting and modelling. Also, there's always jobs for nurses, so I don't have to worry about that if I leave being a nurse to do acting and then come back. So no, I'm not moving for a boy. He is just a really great bonus. And I think if he contributes to my happiness there's nothing wrong with that. Charlie, Vancouver, my career opportunities and other things here also contribute to my happiness. So overall I think this was the best decision for me in this moment in time. Later on it may change and that's also okay. Life is chocolate or whatever.

I finally get the door open and scream when I see Charlie ready to hit me with a baseball bat. He also screams when he sees me and then stops when he realizes it's me.

"What the hell are you doing?!" I shout. I wasn't expecting him to be home. I figured everyone would be filming today and I could move in and just kind of be here when he came back.

"I could ask you the same thing!" He shouts back.

"I'm moving back here! Can we please stop yelling?!" I clear my throat, "...Do you still need a roommate?"

I watch the wheels turn in Charlie's head as he realizes that I'm in front of him and have come back to Vancouver. So many expressions cross over his face from shock to confusion to finally excitement with a huge smile.

He practically tackles me and picks me up in his arms.

"Charlie! Put me down!" I screech with laughter.

He collapses with me onto the couch and continues hugging me, "You're moving back here?!"

"Yeah but I can leave if you want." I tease.

"Why didn't you tell me?" He finally let's go of me  and sits on his knees facing me on the couch.

"It was a surprise... I got a job offer at the hospital two blocks away and I decided to take it." I smile.

"Cal, I'm so proud of you. This is amazing." It's strange to see Charlie being genuine but it means a lot. I know he's always been extremely happy for me but he usually expresses it through teasing which is fine because that's what I do too.

"Thank you. I've also submitted my portfolio to a few different companies but you almost never here about gigs until a day or two before so we'll see what happens with that." I explain.

"Portfolio for what?" Charlie squints his eyes at me. I've never told him I model but he's pestered me about it a few times because he saw me in a magazine once but I denied it was me.

"You know for what." I roll my eyes.

"No, no. I want to hear you say it." He smirks.

"Modelling." I sigh.