Look who decided to kill time by writing another story. I should really get myself a life…then again writing is my life so I think I'm pretty much content. I hope to get a little more in this chapter to pull my point along. I don't know I've been thinking of putting some mindless, harmful flirting like in my story iSwitched but that would put the characters way out of context; I think I might mix the attitude of Tony in the movie and in the show…I liked the movie a lot, but I like the show better…OH WELL.

Welcome to my insane world people

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Chapter One: I'm Grown

I'm grown now
Certified and all that
You say what you want
You can't take a thing from me
(I'm grown now, I'm grown now)
I'm grown now
Got my own money
You ain't gonna run me
I ain't no dummy
(I'm grown now, I'm grown now)

"Daddy this is simply ridiculous!" I commented as I raised my hands for emphasis and locked my hazel eyes onto him. I took in his hardened expression and tense posture as he gripped the steering wheel to the car with more force than needed giving him white knuckles. I took in a deep breath before continuing in a much calmer…softer tone. "All he was, was my lab partner; nothing more. It's arranged by last name." I added.

"Pepper, my decision is final. You know how things go." He said firmly as his eyes darted on me. My brow furrowed in frustration as I resisted the urge to glare at him. For once I kept my mouth shut and pressed my lips together in a hard line as I reached for the door handle to the car.

"That's the thing. Maybe I don't want them to go like this." I muttered under my breath as I pulled my book bag off of the floor of the car by my feet. I turned away from my father just as he was turning to shoot me a look.

"What was that Patricia?" he snapped. I quickly opened the door and slid out the car. Slamming the door behind me and running towards the main doors of the Tomorrow Academy, glancing over my shoulder to wave nonchalantly at my father who, even from a distance, was giving me that stern look.

As soon as I entered the building I let out a groan of frustration and kicked a trash can that toppled over and spilled its contents all over the main hall. People gave me strange stares…no different than the usual ones they offered me on a regular basis, but still it was just as annoying and I glared back.

Sometimes my father could be so unreasonable…no, scratch that, he was unreasonable ALL the time. It wasn't any normal matter, oh no, he had to be that father who was known to try and control every aspect of my life…well most of it anyways; the aspect of the opposite sex, also known as boys. For as long as I can remember, my father has constricted, restricted, and limited my life in as many ways possible, but especially when it came to boys.

Ever since my mother had passed away I've become the most important thing in my father's life, next to his job as a PI for the FBI, and ever since he's been taking things more and more overboard. At first the extra attention was something that I enjoyed and basked in, milking it for what it was worth but now I'm sixteen, I yearn for independence, but instead I've been restricted to having one friend, who, by orders has to be a girl and I have a very uncomfortable tracking bracelet on my right wrist that only my father had the key to.

It started when I started becoming more outgoing. I'm very talkative and I love adventure. It's what I hunger for and I'm always looking for another dangerous, possibly life threatening project to insert myself in. My father does it on a regular basis so its always been a fascination of mine. He restricted me to playing in a "caged" (really fenced) area in our backyard until I turned twelve. Soon after, I began to take an interest in boys like any girl would at that age and that's where things jumped over the edge.

There was this boy named Nick that I had taken a liking to…my father had his father transferred to Alaska. Then there was this boy who was helping me get Frisbee from out of his tree…my father actually persuaded him to move and then it all leads to today…ugh this is simply ridiculous.

"Whoa Pepper, what did the trash ever do to you?" A voice mused. I let out another low groan as I glanced over my shoulder to see that one friend I was able to have. She was smiling cheekily as she bent over to pick up the trash and return the trash can to its normal upright position.

"Hey Tori…" I grumbled. She lifted herself to her full height and flipped her shoulder length ebony hair out of her face. She did that often, which was pretty ironic because she was the one who put her bangs in front of her face in such a manner. Tori was different…like me, but she was one of those anti-normalists, as I would call her.

She's never worn a skirt in her life; it was always either a pair of knee length shorts or a pair of skinny jeans…today she was sporting black skinny jeans. All her shoes are converses of all sorts and her tops usually varied. Today she had a simple vest with a t-shirt that had Jack Skellington on it. She was a large fan of the Nightmare before Christmas.

"So…you seem rather pissed off." Tori observed as she adjusted her side bag on her shoulder before pushing up her glasses. I narrowed my eyes as I let out my third aggravated groan before heading towards my locker. I could hear Tori following me close from behind.

"I am beyond pissed right now! Sometimes my dad can be the craziest old man and it is so annoying! I can't even believe him sometimes!" I ranted throwing my hands in the air a few times. I nearly smacked a boy in the face and he made a rude remark but I paid him no mind. I was on a rampage this morning.

"Oh…Daddy dearest and his acts of love." Tori laughed lightly as she came up next to me. I shook my head, grabbing onto my ginger hair to pull on it angrily.

"More likes acts of craziness." I muttered under my breath as we finally made it to my locker. Tori laughed lightly as she casually leaned against the locker next to mine. It took me four tries to get my locker open due to the forcefulness I was using while turning the dial.

"Guess that trait runs in the family." She sighed giving me one of her all knowing looks. I narrowed my eyes at her while slamming my locker shut upon retrieving my physics book. I tucked it under my arm and turned to head to class, surprisingly without a word. "Chill Potts, I was only joking."

"Yea, whatever. Sometimes I wish that my dad was less of an overbearing flake and more subtle and easy going like your parents." I said while glancing down at the tracker bracelet tightly constricting my wrist to some extent. My father made sure it was secure when he got it for me.

"My parents are hippies though." Tori laughed carelessly. I couldn't help but crack a smile, but my frustration was still quite apparent

"You won't believe what he did! He realized that Marcus was my physics partner and he actually called up the teacher and demanded that I get partnered with someone of his choice." I said clenching my hands into fists. Tori shrugged looking a bit confused. "He chose Jenny!" She gasped.

"You mean the Jenny that takes tissues out the garbage and examines other people's snot!?" She exclaimed bringing her hands to her cheeks. I nodded frantically and her chocolate skin flushed as a disgusted shiver ran up her spine. I had the same reaction when my father told me not that long ago, hence our argument this morning.

"Gross!" We chorused together while cringing. Again many weird looks were dished out but this time I paid them no mind and we continued on to class.

"Oh and by the way I got an exclusive." Tori said raising her eyebrows at me. My face lit up and all frustration seemed to drain from me as I stepped in front of her, stopping her in her tracks. I was one to always get excited over a secret…a situation that had to be figured out was my type of fun and anything under wraps had to be known by me.

"Give me the details." I demanded grabbing her by the shoulders she laughed lightly as she brought her pointer finger to her chin as if she actually had to think about it. Little did she know, she was only getting me more excited than before and when my anticipation built up there was no stopping me.

"Okay new student, just starting school due to the fact that they have been home schooled since they could walk. They're a genius considering past records and all that good stuff." She said leaving out the name and gender on purpose. My smile grew into a full out grin.

"Anything more? You have to have something more! You are like the Empress of exclusives! You're holding out on me!" I said pointing an accusing finger at her. She raised her hands in defeat with a nervous smile.

"Okay it's a boy, but not just any boy. It is the Tony Stark: heir to the multibillion Stark industries." Tori said in a hushed tone. My eyes widened twice their normal size and my grin stretched from ear to ear as I clapped my hands together in excitement.

"Tony Stark!" I exclaimed. Tori shot me a look and I lowered my tone. "My father has been investigating his father's death! He said that Obadiah Stane could be linked to the death." I stated in a matter of fact tone. Tori gasped dramatically, clamping her hands over her mouth.

"Oh and my informant says that he's going to be in our physics class." Tori added paying no mind to the much classified information that I had just shared with her. However I found her information much more valuable. Tony Stark was that one guy every girl just had to drool over. Being smart enough to create technology decades before its time and being incredibly handsome with that charming yet cocky personality to match was a dangerous combination…oh and no I am NOT a fangirl. I just know my facts.

"So who's this informant of yours?" I asked as we paused outside the physics room door. Tori blinked stupidly as her cheeks started to flush scarlet. Her bright brown eyes avoided mine as she pushed up her glasses on her nose nervously.

"Rhodes…" She trailed off. I smirked knowingly. When it came to Rhodey, who I shared one or two words with a day, Tori was very bashful. I believe she has a crush on him, but she has denied it too many times to count.

"Are you sure there's nothing going on with you too?" I questioned cockily. She huffed and entered the classroom. I smiled inwardly before taking in a deep breath. Today was the day I could possibly meet Tony Stark.

I glanced down at my tracker bracelet and my excitement slowly drained from me. There was a big wall between me and my chances with Tony…and his name was Daddy.

"I wouldn't have a chance even if my dad was a hippy." I muttered before entering the classroom.

Second IMAA story, sorta better than my other one in my opinion, but my opinion doesn't matter. What matters is your opinion and how you are liking this story so far. It's late so I'll just cut this short; Please review, blah, blah, blah and have a good night. Haha

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