"Bones in a river."

Amara and Nikki finally got to Palladium Hotel in Hollywood where the auditions for the show were being held.

Nikki took off her helmet and straightened her black hair as she swung her leg over the black motorcycle, "Wasn't that fun?"

Amara frowned and held up her empty, open suitcase, "It was fun until my suitcase opened and all my clothes blew out."

Nikki smiled sheepishly at her, "Sorry."

Amara sighed and adjusted the only bag she had over her shoulder, "It's fine, it's not like all my clothes, money and food were in it."

'Note to self: Never travel on a motorcycle with a suitcase,' Amara thought to herself.

Nikki rolled her eyes and placed a lot of hundred-dollar bills in her hands, "Stop guilt-tripping me." She hopped on her bike, "I'll go buy some new clothes and food for you."

Before Amara could refuse, Nikki had already ridden off and she was left alone in the bustling parking lot of the hotel.