It's Quiet Uptown

Chapter Twenty-Four: And So It Begins

A/N: Last chapter I was asked by @lsimmy01 about where it fits into the timeline. After answering them, I questioned myself if any other readers were wondering the same thing. As such, I decided to post the answer here.

The previous chapter was supposed to be set a few days before Lin left for Britain. The chapters logically should have been in the opposite order (The Tonys first, Moving second) but I forgot to write the Tonys chapter first, and so put up the Moving chapter before I should've.

Sorry for the confusion!

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Lin's POV
London

    The first day on-set was, even though I was naturally extroverted, nervewracking. The movie had reached its production stage, and Disney was anxious to start filming.

    The day started out with me, after going through my normal morning routine, leaving the London apartment I had rented and driving to the filming complex Disney was using.

    But I didn't drive myself; oh no. Apparently, no Disney star was to do that. Instead, I had my own personal driver.

A/N: I went to see the Mary Poppins Returns movie last weekend. It was amazing - please go see it. Anyways, in the credits, I saw someone credited for being Mr. Miranda's driver. I'm not joking. Since I don't remember their name, I'm gonna make it up.

    Emily Blunt, my co-star, had told me this over text a few days ago. Having not met her yet, I was sure she was trying to pull a fast one on me. So I exited my apartment complex with my favorite set of headphones on, whistling as I walked towards the subway. Or the tube, as the Brits called it.

    I got the feeling that somebody was following me, but I shook it off. I didn't get recognized much, and I doubted that Hamilton was popular enough here for someone to know who I was.

    But the feeling persisted as I made my way towards the station. Finally giving in to the itch, I turned around and scanned the busy London streets. People walking, cars driving, buildings being buildings... 

    Wait. Who was that?

    A black Mercedes car had the driver hanging out the window - weird, their cars had the drivers' seat on the opposite side - yelling something. Curious, I removed my noise-canceling headphones to listen.

    "Mr. Miranda!" the young man shouted, waving frantically at me. "Mr. Miranda! Sir, I'm your driver!"

    A bubble of laughter escaped my stunned lips. So Blunt hadn't been kidding. Wow. I felt like a rockstar.

    I hurried towards the man, ignoring the strange looks being thrown our way by the locals. "Hi, I'm Lin - I mean, Mr. Miranda - I mean, uh,"

    The man cut me off. "I know, I know," he laughed. "Sorry sir for yelling, I just couldn't get your attention. Did you not know that Disney was providing a private driver for you?"

    I blushed. Now I looked like an idiot. "Well, my co-star told me, but I found the idea so ridiculous I didn't think it was true. I'm used to getting places on the subway despite my fame, so I thought I'd be doing the same here."

    He nodded. "That's perfectly alright, sir. Now, if you'll hop in with me, I'll take you directly to the studios."

    I did as told and slid into the backseat of the expensive car. It still had the new-car smell! Damn, Disney had quite the money to throw around.

    The man filled me in as we drove. He introduced himself as Blake Holmes and handed me my badge. His green eyes glittered with amusement as he assuaged my obvious embarrassment by regaling me with stories of other stars he'd serviced that had done something similar.