CHAPTER ¹8

"Music is life itself."

Louis Armstrong

In her sleep, Autumn could hear the faint sounds of a conversation with her eyes closed and her brows furrowed in slight annoyance at the disturbance as she made an attempt to block the noise out.

If there was one thing the 21 year old hated, it was being interrupted from sleep or being woken up in the morning. She had never known herself to be a morning person because sleep was her friend. Always has, always will be.

Her eyes unfolded, revealing tired azure blue orbs as they fluttered open to stare up at the ceiling of River's large bedroom.

With her head still resting on the soft white pillow, she craned her neck around to take the room in. She still couldn't get her head wrapped around the fact that she was in Los Angeles with her boyfriend, River Crowns.

She let out a groan as she heard series of shouts again and they were all coming from River's living room.