Daddy's Girl

Well here is part two to Dad or Daddy? Part of the Daddy triolgy.

Now i have a week off the chapters will be updated frequently woohoo!

School Trouble

She was waiting outside the principals once again. She didn't mean to throw her biology book across the lab but Ryan Davis was winding her up so much that her anger had bubbled over.

Imogen House had the world's shortest temper; she had inherited it from her mother.

The sun was beaming in through the windows and her patience was wearing thin, how long did it take for them to send her in?

Imogen was pretty sure that Principal Manners hadn't got anything to do during his day, she saw him wondering around the school pretending to look busy, and pretending to look like he was interested in the school pupils. But Imogen knew he was only here for the money.

"Am I gonna be waiting here any longer?" she asked the secretary.

"We're actually waiting for your parents to arrive." The secretary informed her.

"They've never had to come in before." Imogen said panicking.

Never before had her parents been called in to talk to the principal, she knew it was going to be something serious.

The secretary shrugged and returned to flicking through a glossy magazine.

'It's alright for you.' Imogen thought to herself 'You don't have to do anything except pick up a phone now and again.'

"How long ago did you call?" Imogen asked.

The secretary sighed and looked up at her.

"I don't know, maybe ten minutes ago." She replied in a bored voice.

"Did you call both of my parents?"

"Yes. Your mother said she'd be on her way and I got through to your father's secretary, she said she'd notify him."

"Great. Another lecture from Mom and a visit from Dad, I'm grounded for life." Imogen told herself as she reached down and rummaged for the book she'd just picked up from the library. She found it and slouched against the chair whilst she allowed herself to be lost in the story.

Her mother Anna arrived ten minutes later looking flustered.

"Imogen! Sit up properly!" she snapped as soon as she entered the reception.

"And hello to you too." Imogen said not looking up from her book.

"Look at me when you answer me. It's rude to continue what you're doing when you are engaged in conversation."

"I don't need you teaching me etiquette." Imogen barked as she snapped the book shut.

"What are you reading anyway?" her mother enquired.

"Pride and Prejudice."

"Aren't you a little young to be reading that?"

"No."

"Ok, just asking." Anna had now placed herself next to Imogen.

"Is Dad coming?"

"Cameron took a message. Whether he'll come or not is a different story. I could've brought Richard…"

"I don't want that loser coming to smirk at me because I've done something wrong."

"Don't you call him a loser!"

"All he cares about is you and his precious Heathcliff!"

"Look I don't want to argue now ok? We can talk about this when we get back." Anna said hurriedly fearing that her daughter might be attracting attention to them.

"At least Dad cares about me."

"Oh when he's not at the hospital." Anna scoffed.

"You're a fine one to talk mother dearest. You spend as much time there as he does; at least he lets me see him at work." Imogen crossed her arms "Unlike you." She said coldly.

"I give you a ride home. Is that not enough?"

"When you remember I'm actually there."

Imogen's blue eyes shone with anger, anger towards her mother, anger towards Ryan Davies and anger towards Ms. Hennessey for sending her to the principal's office.

House finally arrived ten minutes later.

"Sorry, my patient decided to cough up blood over my trousers. Had to find some new ones." He apologised.

"I didn't think you'd make it." Anna said to him.

House ignored her and walked over to his daughter to give her a hug.

"How's it hanging kiddo?" he asked her.

"A little to the left." Imogen joked as she hugged back, it had been an ongoing joke since she started puberty and she'd been worried about growing breasts.

Instead of going to her mother about it she had confided in House.

"Principal Manners will now see you." The secretary called from her desk.

Imogen took a deep breath and stepped forward.

This was gonna be torture.

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"Expelled! For a week!" Anna fumed. "Why can't you keep your temper at bay? Why can't you control your anger?"

"If someone winds me up you expect me to roll over and take it?" Imogen shouted back.

"I expect you to ignore it and continue with your work!"

"If you were having sexist remarks made towards you everyday by the worlds biggest asshole do you think you'd be able to keep your cool Mom?"

"Yes, I would tell him to keep his remarks to himself and get on with what I was doing."

Imogen gave a snort of disbelief.

"Everyone knows that you and I have short fuses, so don't go thinking you wouldn't have done what I did. I was only unlucky enough to hit the teacher in the head."

House who had remained quiet gave a smile. Imogen caught his eye and smiled back.

"And you think this is funny do you Greg?" Anna asked him.

"Slightly yeah. I mean to hit the teacher square between the eyes with a textbook is definitely something to laugh about."

"Why can't you be as laid back as Dad is about this?" Imogen asked Anna.

"I'm not just fuming about this." Anna erupted, "I'm fuming because in the past month you've been sent to the principals six times! And it's always been concerning fights involving boys!"

"If they weren't such sexist pigs then I wouldn't have to get into fights with them would I? They think just because the other girls don't stick up for themselves I won't, but I've been taught that I should never take stick just because I'm a girl."

"And who taught you that?"

"Lisa did actually."

"Oh her."

"Sometimes I wish Lisa was my Mom not you."

"Just get in the car Imogen."

"I've decided to go home with Dad." Imogen said "That's ok with you right?"

"Excuse me?" Anna screeched "Aren't you supposed to be asking me first?"

"I'm sixteen now. I don't need to do what you say." Imogen told her. "So can I Dad?"

"Yeah sure. I think I've still got some clothes from the last time you were over." House replied getting his own car keys out of his pocket.

"Can I come to work with you tomorrow?" Imogen asked.

"Yeah. It'll be nice to have some normal conversation and I can catch up with you."

"Catch you later Mom." Imogen said not looking back as she got into her dad's car.

House just ignored Anna completely as he got in shut the door and drove away.

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