(-growls- thought my post had gone through already -kicks firefox)
Autumn had freaked, understatement of the century. After the morphing power, after everything that had happened, Autumn had bolted towards home, knowing that at least that was safe, familiar and she would be alone. Running through the dark streets, reaching her small place that always seemed to give her some semblance of comfort, Autumn breathed deeply, head resting against the door. "Just a dream, please let it be." Autumn muttered, kicking the door open and shutting it with a snap. Heading into her room and sitting upon the bed, Autumn stayed for a while, drifting in and out of sleep when her phone went off. Reaching over for it, she spotted the message. "I'm not going." Autumn didn't fit in with any of them, she was alone. Always alone. Texting back, she said she would be around, not wanting to depend on others, knowing she would always be disappointed. Grabbing a jacket, Autumn walked out of her house and down the street, not sure on what to do.