A/N: OK, as most of you know, this is the sequel to my LotR story, "Who Am I?" I suggest you read that one first, but you don't have to. This one will still probably make sense even if you haven't read it. This is going to be kind of like a series of sorts, and it's basically about Olivia going into different books/movies. At the end (or maybe before, I haven't decided yet, lol) she will find out who she really is.

Now, before I get started with this story, I'm going to respond to reviews from the last chapter of its prequel. You can ignore this if you want. ; )

ArwenEvenstar83: Yep, you'll see if you read this one: ) I'm really glad you like it, and I hope you read the sequel, but if you don't, that's okay.

IwishChan: : ) I know, if I were Legolas I'd be pretty flattered! ; ) I guess she'll see when she goes back to Middle Earth. . .

LegolasIsMine: Immature flamer. What else is new? And for the record, Legolas is actually mine.

angelsfyre1: I'm glad to see that not EVERYONE is a flamer. rolls eyes I'm glad you like it, and I hope you're going to read the sequel: D

randomrohanfreak: I don't expect everyone to think this is the best story they've ever read, don't worry. : ) I'm glad you like it, though, and I'm glad you're going to read the sequel.

SeriouslyWrong: Thank you for your (false) input. You may now exit at Stage Left. Or you can continue reading. Your choice.

Now, on to the story: D

I wonder what's happening in Middle Earth right now. Since time isn't moving the same way here as it is there, I have no way of knowing if they've defeated Sauron yet, or if Frodo's gone with the elves, or if Sam's back with his family. I'm scared that somehow, me being there screwed things up. Gandalf didn't show up in Edoras because of me, so maybe something that wasn't supposed to happen will happen just because I was there. Or maybe it only happens when I'm actually in Middle Earth? sigh I miss Legolas.

Olivia closed her diary and sat up in her bed. She sighed. Things just hadn't been the same for her since she came back from Middle Earth. She had tried to get back into the rhythm of her old life, but it just wasn't working. On earth, she had been a preppy teenager, obsessed with fashion, makeup, and, of course, boys. Now, she still liked that stuff of course, but it just didn't seem so important to her somehow. She still loved to go to the mall and shop for clothes with her best friend, Mara, but sometimes she couldn't help but feel guilty about all the people back in Middle Earth who had nothing but rags to wear. And whenever she caught herself staring dreamily at her crush, Leon, she always wondered if she'd feel the same way about him if Legolas was "available".

With a sigh, Olivia stood up and put her diary back under her mattress (the only place safe from her five year old sister, Katied) and stood in front of her closet. It was a Saturday, so she could spend as much time planning her outfit as she wanted! Olivia gave a small smile. There were definitely some advantages to coming back to earth.

The first shirt Olivia saw was her "I Kissed Orlando" t-shirt. She shuddered, and shoved it into the waaaay back of her closet. After some. . .unfortunate incidents involving Legolas and that shirt, she wasn't sure she'd want to wear it any time soon.

Olivia's style was of a prep/punk rocker. Sometimes she wore all pink, sometimes more sophisticated colors. She never wore all black, though. There was no way that she would ever be a goth.

After a few minutes of deliberation, Olivia finally chose a black shirt with the words "Don't Mess With Me" written in white lettering (she had borrowed it from Mara the day before) and pair of designer jeans. No need to wear anything really important or special, considering I'll probably have to babysit Katie and get mud all over my clothes. She thought. Considering this, she only put on minimal makeup: a dash of blush, a little bit of eyeliner, and some light pink lipstick. Last but not least, she slipped on her One Ring, which, ever since her adventure in Middle Earth, she had taken to only taking off when she absolutely had to. There. Olivia thought grimly. I'm ready to face the world.

"Olivia!" Knew it.

"Coming, Mom!" Olivia called, and walked downstairs. "I assume you want me to baby-sit?"

"Oh, could you? Thank you so much, Olivia. Your sister has Driver's Ed. this afternoon, and she can't do it. I don't know what I'd do without you." Olivia's mother kissed her daughter on the cheek, than straightened up.

"I'll be at the meeting all afternoon, but if you need to reach me, the number for my office is on the fridge. See you at four." Mrs. Morris hurried out the door, with Charlotte, Olivia's fifteen-year-old sister, right after her. Olivia sighed.

"Livie!" Katie came running up and hugged her sister around the middle. "Oh Livie, thank you for baby-sitting me! You're soooo much better than ugly Charlotte. All she does ignore me!" Olivia smiled gently. Oh well, it could be worse. . .

"Let's watch The Little Mermaid!" Olivia groaned inwardly. Just got worse. Not wanting to get her sister angry so she would tattle to their mother, Olivia grinned.

"Great, Katie! The Little Mermaid is one of my favorite movies!" she said, lying through her teeth.

"Nuh-uh! Your favorite movie is The Lord of the Bracelets!"

"The Lord of the Rings." Corrected Olivia gently, guiding her little sister into the living room. "Now, let's just watch you're movie, okay?"

"Mkay!" said Katie happily, running over to the DVD player and sliding the disk in.

After about half an hour of The Little Mermaid, Olivia didn't think she could take it anymore.

WHY did those stupid people even INVENT Disney movies? She thought. Don't they know how much pain and torture they cause to the general public? Katie had a tight grip on her hand (she had grabbed it during the "storm scene" and hadn't bothered to let go).

Oh well, at least I can use this time to get some extra sleep.Thought Olivia. She closed her eyes, and was immediately bombarded by colored shapes and lines. She always saw them when she was about to go to sleep. But then, all of a sudden, they changed. A swirling vortex of rainbow colors greeted her, getting bigger and bigger, pulling her towards them. It was not at all unlike how Olivia had first ended up in Middle Earth.

As if from far away, she heard Katie chattering away: "Wow, Prince Eric is really hot, isn't he Livie?" Vaguely, she thought, hot? How much of my phone conversations has Katie been listening to? And then. . .

The world went black.