Trent was about to say the words he was ready to say after Peyton spoke, when someone else came from behind her. He had a confused look on his face for a minute. Hadn't she said that she was alone, or had he just assumed that? "Ummm, Yeah. I'm Trent." He was really hoping to hear the stories of thier family and see what he could get from this girl, and it was a lot easier to do if he was alone with her. He followed them into the room, but didn't take a seat until he knew which place would be best for him to sit. These girls were a lot cuter than he expected, and Peyton was at least his age. If they had as much power as his father made them out to have, he might just have to see about dating one of these girls, and his mouth formed his winning smile, focusing on the one that had introduced herself as Penthea, hoping to win her over, she seemed a little protective.