I plopped down onto the bench, my suitcase silencing its annoying rattle for a few minutes. The script in my hands was already covered in highlighter and post-it notes, along with pencil scribbles and pen marks. I opened to a dog-eared page and sighed. Time to wait some more.

A hand taped me on the shoulder, and my eyes met those of a man, the one who had disturbed me.

"I'm sorry, but are you Yvonne?"

"Yes, and you are..."

"Henry. I'm going to take you to the Rivendel set." I smiled and we shook hands.

"Nice to meet you Henry." He led me to a small Jeep, while another girl sat inside. She smiled.

"Hi! I'm Jaden." Her voice had a strong American accent and I smiled.

"Playing Miriel, right?"

"Yep! And you must be Yvonne! Playing Arina." My smile widened and I nodded. Jaden scooted over to give me room. The other girl smiled and pointed out the window.

"Can you believe it?"

"No!" I laughed. "I can't!" Jaden looked at her phone.

"Oh good! My song downloaded." I peeked over her shoulder.

"On My Own? Ashes Remain?" She laughed and pushed my arm.

"I'm American! I listen to American music!"

"Okay..."

"Oh, hush."

And so my journey to Middle Earth began.

With American music.