Yay, it's the holidays!! Not for Lena though.
Here's the next instalment!
I hope you all enjoy it!
"I am not getting dressed up for those stuck up snobs!" Lena said scrunching up her nose. She shifted slightly; she was currently sitting on the bench waiting for the toaster to pop.
"Good," House said grabbing a pop-tart as the toaster finally popped, "Cos neither am I."
"Good," Lena replied biting into her own pop-tart and jumping down from the bench to go and get changed.
House wore his usual: jeans with a t-shirt and crumpled blue shirt. Lena wore a black 'Boys Like Girls' band t-shirt and her beloved black jeans.
House and Lena were having an appointment with the Assistant Principle of Princeton Academy. It was one of the schools Wilson had picked out. Lena had protested fiercely, but was eventually forced into it. They were actually very lucky to be considered at all, seeing as the school year had already begun.
They left his apartment slightly later than they should. They passed by his motorcycle on their way out.
"Can we go on that?" Lena asked hopefully.
"No," House replied limping over to his car. Lena looked disappointed but smiled again.
"Can I drive?" she asked.
"You're too young," he pointed out.
"You're no fun," she pouted getting into the passenger side of the car.
"Letting you drive a car," House said, "Would be like giving a hyper-active three year old explosives."
"Are you comparing me to a hyper-active three year old?" she asked. House grinned.
They fought over the radio station a little before settling on one they both agreed to. Lena started playing her game boy while he drove. They arrived at the school twenty minutes later.
Lena sighed as she got out of the car. It was, no doubt, a grand school. From what she could see, it was old fashioned with many arches and columns. That's exactly what she didn't want though. The last thing she needed was being forced into a group of spoiled rich kids.
They entered through the main entrance and then into the main office. A receptionist greeted them. They were told to wait until the Assistant Principle called them in.
Lena sat down on one of the chairs. She crossed her legs and retrieved her game boy again to continue playing while House also played his. They were an odd sight, but looked more like father and daughter than ever.
The Assistant Principle came out to call them in and noticed the odd couple. They truly looked like they fit well together as father and daughter. They seemed so alike.
"I'm Neil Wilkerson," he said getting House's attention, "The Assistant Principle here at Princeton Academy." Neil Wilkerson was a tall well built man with light brown hair and brown eyes.
Lena muttered something under her breath about him even having a fancy name but was shut up by House's glare.
"Greg House," House replied, ignoring his extended hand.
"Please," Mr Wilkerson said, "Do come into my office and get seated."
They all entered his office. It was, of course, fancy with a great mahogany desk and leather chairs. Mr Wilkerson took his seat behind the desk and Lena and House sat opposite him. Lena was watching the guy curiously.
"So," Mr Wilkerson said, taking in the slightly unconventional pair, "You must be Lena."
Lena continued staring at him and raised an eyebrow at his obvious question.
"Well," he continued, "I'm glad you've shown interest in sending Lena here. I'm sure you know all about the school already."
"Eh, they're all the same to me," House said, "You can skip the self promotion part, though."
"Ok…right," Mr Wilkerson said. "Now, we don't usually except transfer students this late in the semester. But, I think we can make an exception. We do have an opening, after all."
"Yippee for me," Lena said with anything but enthusiasm.
"Looking at your record," he said slightly confused now, "I can see you're a very bright student. Though, there seem to be some behavioural issues…"
"About a third of the stuff it says in there isn't true," she said.
"And the other two-thirds?" Mr Wilkerson said, amused. Lena shrugged but grinned a little. "I'm sure with a little discipline you'll do fine. Our school, after all, is well known for our excellence in behaviour of students."
"I look forward to it," Lena said sarcastically.
"Your pedigree is excellent," Mr Wilkerson tried not to be fazed by her running commentary. "Your father is world renowned doctor…grandfather was a marine."
"My mother's a stripper," Lena added, "If you're so interested in pedigree." House smirked at the look on the guy's face.
"Well…" Mr Wilkerson stammered, "Pedigree isn't everything. Children aren't their parents."
They continued talking for a short while about the school and such. Lena grew annoyed that her constant remarks weren't enough to get this guy to kick them out. House had figured out what she was trying to do and found amusement in her frustration at this guy's patience.
"So," Mr Wilkerson finished up, "I'd like you to fill in the forms that my secretary will give you on your way out. Lena, you can start on Monday."
"Wait," House said, "You're actually accepting her? Cos you know you can't take it back once she's here."
"We'd love to have Lena here, Dr House," Mr Wilkerson said. House gave him a look as if to say 'you're crazy.'
He stood up to shake hands with House, who reluctantly did so. House and Lena went out to the office waiting area to fill in forms. Mr Wilkerson watched them go.
Neil Wilkerson had never met an odder couple. Dr House was arrogant and rude, but he didn't seem like he was a bad father. Lena was sarcastic and troubled, but he couldn't blame her. She had grown up in a harsh environment. He thought that accepting her into the school would help her. Plus, he had received a call earlier today from Dr Lisa Cuddy, the Dean of Medicine, who had explained Lena's situation and asked him to consider her. He sorely hoped he wouldn't regret it too much; this girl was going to be a handful.
So there we are.
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