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Autumn grinned at him and lightly punched his arm. “I’m feeling a bit rebellious, so whereever you’re going to work on things, I’ll follow you.” she smiled as she picked a book out of his rather large pile and carried it for him. Her smile slowly faded and quickly turned to a frown. “Why do you have to be like that Mitch?” She asked pulling the book to her chest as if defending herself physically, as she was verbally. “We just talked and he seems really…” she trailed off looking at her feet with a small smile. “Genuine.” she finished looking up at Mitch with excited eyes.

Mitchell all but scoffed. Oliver Coyne and genuine would never in a million years fit in the same sentence, but here Autumn was, convinced that she was right. Mitchell was aware that it was high school and it changed people, but Oliver Coyne seemed to be the exception. He was still the same tool he knew since back in grade school. “Fine, fine. Just don’t get your hopes up too high, okay Red?” he begged, flashing her a small, apologetic smile. He wasn’t one for ‘I’m right, so you better listen to me’s’, but he really found himself wishing that she would. Autumn was very important to her. Her brother was well, his everything, to put it bluntly and Autumn quickly became a part of that. “Anyway, I’m heading to the Dot to crunch some numbers out for Economics and some planning to do for government. Coming with?” he asked, arching an eyebrow, aware that he might of pissed off the red head past the point of no return.

 She listened to his statement and nodded, “Of course Mitch,” She smiled glad that he listened to her. “You’re much more understanding than Seth, it’s just, you know that I like to give people some kind of a chance.” She started as she followed him out to his car, giving that a clear indication that she was going to go to the Dot with him. “And I think Oliver is just one of those people that needs to be given a chance. Sure, he’s done some mean things in the past, but why should he be punished for them now?” She asked looking up at him. Her good nature was one of the things she prided herself in. She just believed in second chances, sometimes even third and fourth as long as she thought the person really wanted to give it another try. “I think you understand that Mitch. You and me are really alike, and I think that’s why we’ve gotten along so well all these years.” She said smiling to him.