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South Side Rules

"Get out of here, Milkovich. Or else I'll make you get out of here." You warn him, clenching your fists. Mickey rolls his eyes and throws the snickers bar on the ground before walking out. You grab the half-eaten snickers bar and throw it away. 

Kash, who was sitting at the counter the whole time, looks over at you and smirks. "Hey, where's Ian?" He asks.

You shrug and go to the backroom, he follows you. "Kash, fucking stop following me!" You scream. He simply rolls his eyes and looks down at you. You look up at him and pout worryingly. "Can you stop?"

Kash almost grabbed you until Ian walked in yelling, "Sorry I'm late, Kash! Kash? Is anyone here? (Y/N)?"

You shout, "BACK HERE!" and he walks over. Kash moves to the other side of the room in a hurry. 

"Uh, hey guys? What're you doing?" 

"Nothing, (Y/N) is just helping me with some boxes here!" Kash says, winking at Ian. Ian smiles and looks down shyly. You take that as your cue to leave. Once you get out of there, you let out a sigh. You tug your hair and leave the store, walking home to the Gallagher house.

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You walk in and instantly catch the whiff of alcohol. "Frank's back." You mumble, rolling your blue sapphire beauties. You sigh and walk upstairs. 

You're debating on whether or not you should go to a club, get wasted, and forget about your life for a moment. Sure, you're only 15, but you have multiple fake ID's. "(Y/N)!" Fiona calls out, walking over to your shared room with Debbie. She stands in the doorway.

"Hm?"

"Vee and I are going out to the club with Steve. I just managed to make Frank leave, but Lip and Ian are out, so you have to watch the younger ones," Fi says, holding a stick of Lips' deodorant. "Wait, is that okay with you?" She asks again. She's wearing a nice looking purple dress. Vee must've taken off the tag.

"Uh.. I was planning on going out." You mumble, looking down ashamed. 

Fiona makes an 'uh' sound and smiles. "I can get Kev to babysit then." She says before leaving. You quickly change into a pair of shorts, a cropped tee-shirt, a badass leather jacket, and black and red boots.

You put your hair up into buns and do your make-up before admiring yourself in the mirror. You smile at your reflection and grab your bag.

"Hey, I'm going out, be good for Kev." You say to Debbie, Carl, and Liam, even though Liam probably didn't understand anything. 

"Woah, you look so badass!" Debbie smiles with admiration, hugging your small frame. 

Carl agrees with Debbie, which is an odd thing for him to do. Your outfit must've been so badass. 

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When you get to the club, you have a few drinks until you're tipsy enough to not care anymore. You stride over to the dance floor and begin dancing, swaying your hips, bopping your head. Everyone is looking at you. They all watch, wishing they were you. A few people whistle, a few girls shout things like 'badass! or 'you're so cool!', a few boys catcall you, it's amazing.

The music's pumping in your ears, making the whole experience muffled. You move around wildly. You feel someone grip your hips and grind against you, but you don't care.