When Jenna looked up and saw him, she felt drained, it was the same when she went to work or had to continue cheer-leading. Doing things for her parents, or anyone else drained her, even pretending to be happy and cheerful drained her. She couldn't remember the last time she did something just for her. But like with everything else she would face this with her head held high. She would not show her defeat, she couldn't. She walked up the stairs and out onto the roof, whatever this guy had planned, she would be ready for it.