"Hey sis." Iggy mumbled as she closed the door, throwing her backpack on the floor. "How was school?"
"Don't act like you give a shit." She sat down next to him on the couch before noticing three other guys sprawled amongst the couches and chairs, looking like they were half-unconscious. "Who are they?"
"Meet your brothers, Jamie, Tony and Joey." He kicked the armchair so one of them, presumably Jamie, woke up with a start. "Say hello to your sis, you fag." She got a grunt of acknowledgement before he turned back to the T.V, though not before taking another swig.
"Has she always been here?" Tony slurred, and Iggy rolled his eyes.
"No, you dumb piece of shit, she just got here yesterday." Her grin grew as Tony grunted and seemed to pass out again.
"Are there more of them?" She asked, and Iggy seemed to know what she meant.
"Unfortunately, yeah. Mickey and Mandy."
"Where are they?" She pressed, and that was the first time she saw any sort of emotion flash across her brother's face.
"Mickey's in prison and Mandy- well, who the fuck knows." There was a silence except for the drone of the T.V and Tony's snore before Iggy threw her a pack.
"I'll be outside." She said mostly to herself because she knew none of them gave a shit where she was as she opened the gate and wrapped her arms around her torso, already feeling the cold Chicago air. Of course the foster workers were too cheap to give her a goddamn coat.
"Hey cupcake." She whipped around and exhaled when she saw it was just a boy barely older than her. She stared at him for a long time before he realized she wasn't going to say anything. "You want to get out of here?"
"I'd rather shoot myself in the fucking face." She spat, and the boy shook his head, looking awed.
"Never seen a Milkovitch turn down a fuck before." She knew who he was at the moment- one of those fucking Gallaghers. She'd only been here for a day and had already heard about them.
"Yeah? Well I'm not like most Milkovitchs." She took one last drag before throwing the cig on the dirty sidewalk. "Learn my first name, and maybe we'll talk, okay Gallagher?"
"How did you know I was a Gallagher?" She rolled her eyes before opening the door.
"They tend to stand out in a crowd."
