***NOTE FROM ME: um this is the first fan fic I've written, so any suggestions are accepted... and I already know I won't be consistent with updating, I have a crazy schedule. xx-RW***

America woke up to a loud ringing noise. She moaned, glancing over at her green iPhone and saw a call from an unknown number. She decided to let it go to voicemail.
"Hello this is Denise Chaiman, the casting director for Maze Runner. I've seen your YouTube Channel, the one with all the mini movies? They're hilarious so I looked into it and I found out you casted all the parts! I was wondering if you would like to help cast people for the Maze Runner. Thanks, Hun. Give me a call. My number is 555-555-5656."
She sat up in shock. Denise Chaiman, wanted her, a 20 year old nobody, to help with a huge production? Had the world gone crazy?