Kent tensed up. "Not about you. You aren't worth the time." he says acidicly. "So don't flatter yourself. This is me and Renae. You already said you aren't her so stuff it." He says icily. Standing up with the sketchbook and storms out of class. He slammed the door so hard the henges broke. He ignored the school day and climbed onto his bike. He drove off and didn't head home. He just kept driving. No real goal in mind. He kept driving until darkness came. Stopping and headed home. His bike slowed to a stop on the side of the house. He walked around and saw the cloaked figure. The scent was the same. He stood in the shadows. "Why the hell are you here? Whatever door should be home. The old man isn't though. If you break in stay the hell away from my room...or I'll break you." He says. Walking past her again. The icy dripping from him. He opened the door and slammed it shut in her face. Ignoring his older brother.<br/><br/><span style="font-style: italic">Jeff looked at him and shakes his head. "Way to go Iceman...slam the door in front of our guest." He opens the door. Not missing the middle finger his youngest sibling threw his way. "No thanks bro." He looked at Renae. "Sorry about that. Please come in."</span>Kent calls down. "Whatever. Keep your "guest" the hell away from me. I'm not in any mood for her shit or her mouth. I get enough of dealing with her at school. I don't care to deal with the bullshit either." He then slammed his bedroom door hard enough it shook the entire house.<span style="font-style: italic">Jeff looks at Renae in confusion. "What is my brother talking about? I haven't seen him that pissed off since someone dissed Renae before she went missing. Well whatever come on in." He says warmly. Standing out of the way. He heard the guitar from his brother's room and knew he was trying to burn off some steam.</span>