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    𝐆𝐎𝐑𝐆𝐄𝐎𝐔𝐒
ᴛʀᴜᴛʜ ᴏʀ ᴅᴀʀᴇ
recording sessions !!




luliana reached for her favorite oversized hoodie, pulling it on over her tank top, and shuffled to the kitchen. coffee. coffee first. she needed to focus, or she'd drive herself crazy thinking about today.

as the coffee brewed, her mind spiraled with all the 'what ifs.' what if she stuttered? froze? forgot the lyrics? what if she missed a note or, worse, fell completely off-beat?"

okay, no big deal, she told herself. it's just percy jackson. the show that had the biggest disney premiere in history. totally normal day.

she grabbed her headphones, tossing them into her bag with a hint of anxiety. it wasn't just excitement anymore—it was the weight of what was coming, and the pressure to get it right.

AT THE STUDIO..

the studio was both larger and more intimidating than she'd imagined. the walls were lined with soundproof panels, dimly lit by soft, warm lights that created an almost dreamlike atmosphere. she stood in the doorway for a moment, absorbing the weight of the place.

the sound producer greeted her, leading her inside. she glanced around, trying to make herself look calm and collected, though her fingers tightened around the strap of her bag. the soundboard stretched out before her, a maze of knobs and buttons she didn't fully understand, while the glass-paneled vocal booth sat empty, waiting for her.

"you ready?" the producer asked, offering her a smile.

"i-i've never done this before," luliana whispered softly, her voice trembling with uncertainty.

as if on cue, the door swung open. standing there, with a friendly smile and an air of confidence, was none other than rick riordan himself.

"hello, luliana," he greeted warmly, his voice steady and welcoming.

luliana's heart skipped a beat. she swallowed hard, feeling her hands grow clammy.

"h-hi, mr. riordan," she stammered, her nerves getting the better of her.

rick chuckled softly, sensing her unease.

"no need to be nervous. we're just here to have fun, right?"

she nodded, though her mind was racing.

"i-i've never done this before. i've never even recorded a song or picked up a mic,"
luliana admitted, her voice shaky. "i just sing in my shower." she nervously lowered her head, staring at her shoes as if they held all the answers.

rick riordan watched her for a moment before speaking, his tone firm but not unkind.

"luliana, we know who your father is, and while i respect him, that doesn't mean you'll automatically get the job. you have to earn it. you have to prove you can sing."

¹𝐆𝐎𝐑𝐆𝐄𝐎𝐔𝐒, w. scobellWhere stories live. Discover now