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Chapter 1689
Days turned into a blur of routine, the humdrum of school life punctuated by the occasional ripple of excitement. That ripple came in the form of an online bulletin board post that caught Skylerâs eye. The schoolâs intranet was abuzz with a call for a video game theme song, promising a hefty reward for the chosen submission.
The words âhefty rewardâ set Skylerâs heart racing. Music was her jam. So, without a second thought, she decided to throw her hat into
the ring.
Therefore, Skyler, who never played games, downloaded the game to create the most fitting theme song. In her free time from studying and working, she played the game for several days in a row.
She played for days, immersing herself in the gameâs lore and mechanics. After understanding the heartbeat of the game, Skyler found herself riding a wave of inspiration. Her emotions, always close to the surface, resonated with the gameâs characters, and in just half a day, she had penned the lyrics.
The melody came even easier. Within three days, she had a complete song. With a mix of trepidation and excitement, she fired off an email to the game studio and began the agonizing wait for a response.
With the submission sent, Skyler checked her email and stared at her phone every day, hoping to receive a response. Waiting was always long and tormenting. As a week passed, there was still no news from the game company.
Patience had never been Skylerâs strong suit. Another week ticked by, and she had already taken up another side gig to fill the gap. She had almost given up hope when her phone finally rang with an unfamiliar number. Snatching it up, she answered with a cautious, âHello? Whoâs this?âe2
A pleasant female voice came through, âIs this Free speaking?â
Skyler Blue was a name that carried weight, tied to the reputations of both the Blue and Rivera families, so she never used it for work. For every job, she went by âFree,â a name that spoke to her deepest desire the freedom she yearned for and chased relentlessly.
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âYes, thatâs me. Who am I speaking with?â Skyler replied, her voice steady despite the flutter in her chest.
âThis is Tina, the music director at Twilight Game Studio. Iâve gone through your lyrics and listened to your composition. I must say, Iâm quite taken with your work,â the other person said.
Overjoyed but momentarily lost for words, Skyler finally managed to ask, âThank you. So, what should I do now?â
Tinaâs chuckle came through the phone. âItâs not just me. Our CEO loved your song too. If youâre available, weâd like you to come in and talk.â
Skylerâs hands trembled with excitement. âIâm available.â
âHow about tomorrow afternoon at two? Our CEO keeps odd hours, and thatâs the slot we have open,â Tina proposed.
Skylerâs heart sank. She had her cafe shift from two to eight on Saturdays. âCould we do tomorrow morning instead? I have another commitment in the afternoon,â she asked, hoping for flexibility.
âIâm free then, but itâll depend on our CEOâs schedule,â Tina replied, pausing. âLet me check with him and get back to you.â
âThank you,â Skyler said, a mix of hope and anxiety swirling within her.
The call ended only to be quickly followed by another. Tina confirmed that the CEO had agreed to meet Skyler the following morning.
After hanging up, Skyler took a moment to steady.her racing heart. She spent the evening revisiting the game, determined to arrive at the studio the next morning in peak form, ready to face the game companyâs enigmatic CEO.