A/N: Apparently Mickey and I have the same birthday? That makes his character funner to write! Also I decided to write this story in season 3 instead since there isn't much Ian in season four.

2.

Popping, popping balloons with guns, getting high off helium.

The second time Salomé and Mickey met was at Fat Sally's. Iggy, Mickey, and a few of their cousins needed to pay a visit to the overweight Mexican for some more bullets and drugs. Mickey placed the car into park as Iggy hopped out of the car first along with his cousins and Mickey to follow after. From the outside the house always seemed to be blasting with reggaeton with Fat Sally's pitbulls waiting to attack. Mickey stood beside Iggy with their cousins behind them waiting for Fat Sally's gang to make themselves known. The two pit bulls tied to the chain let out a low growl as they surveyed the five before them while the blue pit started barking and the other ran off inside of the house.

"That's fuckin' crazy how good he has them trained." Iggy stated as Mickey tilted his head in reply.

Two of Fat Sally's nephews made their way outside with their guns ready but lowered them as they noticed Iggy and Mickey who were regulars. The tallest of Fat Sally's nephews snapped his finger at the blue pit that continued barking, "Chico enough!"

Ricky jumped down the few steps to stand in front of Mickey and Iggy greeting them, "What's up? What do gringos need?"

Iggy spoke up, "I need an eighth of that loud man. Mickey here needs more bullets."

Ricky nodded, "Aight cool. Uncle Sal can help with that but he don't fuck with new comers so you're gotta leave barney and his friends here."

Mickey snickered as one of their cousins, the largest out of them sucked his teeth but took his leave. Ricky waited for the three to leave waving his hand for the Milkovich brother's to follow him inside of the large home. Lido lifted his chin quickly in greeting at the two boys as he took the lead inside of the house, he pushed the double doors open as they walked through the kitchen where half-naked girls were measuring coke. Iggy took his time eyeing the girls liking every curve on their bodies, Mickey had to give him a shove to remind him that they were here for business and not taking any bitches home.

The four finally made it to the living room where more men surrounded Uncle Sally who stood talking to someone on the other line.

"No no no you listen to me motherfucker. I own you. You're my bitch. I own your family too, you can try and leave the country but I will still find your coño culo! If I don't have my money by tonight, consider yourself dead." Fat Sally threatened, slamming his gold antique phone.

He turned to see that he had guests and gave them a grin as he made his way over to the two in his burgundy silk robe. "What brings you to my paradise?"

Mickey chuckled, "This is what you call a fuckin' paradise? I hate to see what you consider hell to look like."

Fat Sally's face dropped for a few seconds before erupting in laughter. He clapped his hand on Mickey's shoulder, "You're a funny white boy."

The place Fat Sally did his business was only a few blocks over from where the Milkovich's stayed. The house had nice curb appeal, Mickey could admit but the home was just as shitty as the other houses here on the south side. The home was painted a dull gray like cement and the front door could not be seen until you walked up the front steps, taking a right to the double doors. As for the inside it was your average home, the living room having the most space along with a huge basketball court out back. Mickey only been to Fat Sally's twice before other times he let Iggy and his father deal with the rest. Mickey didn't always deal with Fat Sally, he dealt with multiple people to get his stuff. He liked trying different things opposed to Iggy who got attached to these dealers.

"I need an eighth of weed." Iggy announced.

Fat Sally nodded turning to Mickey, "And you?"

"I need some rounds for a Kalashnikov AK-47." Mickey answered.

Fat Sally clapped his hands excitedly while his nephew Lido grinned, "Shit whatchu 'bout to do with that?"

"Business." Mickey shrugged with a smirk playing on his lips.

Fat Sally laughed and snapped his fingers at one of his men, "Get them whatever they need. Have yourself a couple of drinks or a few women while you wait. Lido and Ricky will discuss the prices with you, I've got a little business myself with my mother. You ever need anything, just call."

Mickey nodded his head watching as Fat Sally walked by throwing his arm over a girl that could be his daughter as he disappeared. Mickey turned his head to see Lido hold his hand out for Mickey to come further inside of the living room, that's when he saw Salomé sitting underneath Iggy's arm.

The girl sat with one leg crossed over the other and she was definitely all legs. They were long, thick, and shinned leaving Mickey to wonder what she did to keep them shining. Her usual dark curls were tied up into a bun leaving Mickey to see the full angles of her face. She had a blunt pressed to her glossy lips leaving her eyes slightly red while Iggy whispered in her ear. Mickey didn't like the imagine in front of him, did Iggy even know her?

Ricky held a styrofoam cup to Mickey who took it peeking into the cup, "What is this?"

"Lean." Ricky replied as if it were obvious.

Mickey shook his head, "I'm not into that shit."

"You crazy," Ricky replied with a shrug of his shoulders while taking the cup back.

Mickey stood back as he watched the girl in front of him interact with his brother. Salomé didn't seem interested in Iggy but continued smiling as he whispered all the things he wanted to do to her. As long as she had his attention she didn't care about any of attraction, she wasn't attracted to Fat Sally but she had to do what she needed to do to get the things she wanted.

"Yo what's her name?" Mickey finally asked, keeping his eyes on Salomé as she stood up pulling her shorts down.

Ricky swallowed the purple drink in his hand leaning his head back against the wall. He blinked slowly as he eyed the girl who now her back facing them, Mickey took his time checking out the shape of her ass in those short-shorts as she used her free hand to pull Iggy up. She took another puff from her blunt as she turned around allowing Iggy to press up against her backside as they danced to the music in the background.

"Shit that's Salomé. She's bad as fuck, she's the type that I would gladly make a baby with." Ricky told.

Lido snorted as he moved to stand beside his brother, "She wouldn't want you or your pulgadas dick."

Ricky sucked his teeth shoving his older brother away who laughed as he stumbled. Lido stood up straight as he eyed Mickey, "Why you wanna take her for a ride? She's real fun. I don't think you could handle her."

Mickey frowned breaking his stare from Salomé' hips, "If my brother thinks he can handle her, I'm sure I can."

"Then go over there and introduce yourself gringo. She's lookin' right at you!" Ricky nudged Mickey who rolled his eyes.

The dark haired nineteen year old uncrossed his arms turning his attention back to Salomé who now had her eyes on him. She lifted her lips into a smirk stopping her movements as another man entered the room with two bags filled with marijuana and the other filled with some pills. Iggy gripped Salomé' arms trying to bend her over but she used her entire arm to knock Iggy away from her.

"Ow! What was that for, you stupid bitch!?" Iggy snapped.

Lido shook his head, "Oh no."

Salomé tossed the rest of her blunt to the side, pulling a dagger from her back pocket and swayed over to Iggy who now lay on the floor against the couch holding his eye. Salomé pressed the blade to Iggy's throat, "I got your stupid bitch right here. Try me."

Iggy gulped while Mickey felt a little hard watching the scene in front of him. Salomé saw the slight fear in the boy beneath her eyes and let out a small laugh. "Thought so."

Salomé stood up straight and skipped over to the man who held her items out for her. She handed two hundred dollars bills and one fifty dollar bill over with an ease. Salomé thanked the man in front of her ending with, "Tell one of the girls to give Sal a kiss for me. I got him next time when I'm aunt flow isn't here."

The man nodded turning to take his leave as Salomé did the same. She hadn't glanced back at Iggy as she made sure to walk by Mickey making sure that he could smell her scent. Mickey tensed as her skin brushed by his arm as she placed her hand on Ricky's shoulder kissing both of his cheeks. She corner eyed Mickey as she moved to do the same for Lido leaving all three to watch her ass as she made her way out to the basketball court.

"Hey you think Fat Sally will let me take one of his girls home instead?" Iggy questioned, earning a laugh from Lido and Ricky.

"Fuck no! Why would you bother to try another girl when Salomé just tried to knock your damn eye out your socket?" Ricky laughed.

Iggy shrugged his shoulders as he picked himself up to sit on the couch, "The bitch was feelin' me I don't know why she started feelin' herself."

"'Cause she probably knows you got a little dick like Ricky here." Lido yelled.

Mickey had enough hearing about the comparisons between his brother and Ricky's dick sizes as he took his cue to follow Salomé outside. Mickey walked out to see Salomé shoving her drugs into the small bag resting on the handle bars of her bike, she then draped the small bag over her body as she steadied herself.

"What kind of fuckin' name is Salomé?" Mickey started.

Salomé turned her head slightly to see the same guy from the tattoo parlor a few days ago, "Is that your best approach at talking to a lady, Mr. Aggressive?"

Mickey crossed his arms as he looked down at the girl who turned around on her bike to face him. She was even prettier underneath the sun, Mickey found that he liked her hair tied up like that. It was easier to see her unique shaped face better, "What's a girl like you doing here?"

"A girl like me? I'm sorry Mr. Aggressive but you don't know a single thing about Salomé." She said pointing to her chest.

"It's Mickey."

"What?" Salomé inquired with the tilt of her head.

Mickey jumped down into the basketball court standing across from the girl who kept her low brown eyes on his.

"What kind of name is Mickey," Salomé wondered with a smile playing on her lips, "I don't see any mouse ears on top of your head and your voice isn't that high pitched."

Mickey rolled his head around as Salomé mocked him, "Yeah whatever."

Salomé smiled as Mickey lifted his head to meet Salomé taunting stare. Mickey's eyes trailed over the gloss that covered her lips, he never made out with girls before that took care of what was on their lips. Every girl he dated always had slightly chapped lips or their lips just felt average he bet if he kissed her's he wouldn't mind tasting that glossy stuff.

"Not that this isn't fun...I've got somewhere else to be. If you want, come 'round my a little later. I'm having a small get together with some friends that I barely know." Salomé stated, not caring that the sentence sounded a bit strange.

Mickey watched as Salomé started to pack up, "Yeah maybe. Where you stay at? North side?"

"Of course you would think I'm a north side girl. Like I said Mickey...you don't know a thing about Salomé. I'm on the south side, Devil's Garden road. House 1508. Don't bring your brother, he's a drag." Salomé dismissed the conversation with her soft sexy voice.

And Mickey watched her for the second time.

It was around 9 p.m. Mickey thought about inviting Ian to go to Salomé' with him but something told him not give him a call, noting that he would see him tomorrow. Mickey left the house as soon as Mandy started arguing with Iggy and his father over eating all the food in the grocery, taking that as his leave. Mickey quickly found the house, it was the next street over from Sheila's where the nicer homes were.

Mickey stared up at the brick three-story townhouse that had 1508 on the side. He should have know that Salomé lived in a decent home like that, she already dressed like she came from something. He really wanted to know what she was about and hoped that tonight he would.

Mickey sighed as he made his way up the few steps that led to her green door. He stood in front of the door spotting a mat that said: Not you again. Which caused Mickey to let out a chuckle as he knocked on the door wondering if anyone would hear him over the bass from the music that came from beyond the town home. Mickey was known for having a loud knock and went to knock again but stopped as Salomé came to the door dressed in a off the shoulder crop top and tight trousers.

From what Mickey could see from behind Salomé, her narrow hallway was filled with colorful balloons as she grinned at him, "Hey Mickey. Welcome to wonderland."

Her voice sounded as if she were high off helium since it sounded squeaky. She handed him his own red cup filled with edge, pulling him into her home then shoved him back against her front door then placing her glossy lips on his.

A/N: That's where I'm ending this chapter. I will probably continue the little party tomorrow. I'm working out ways behind the screen how to write this story and it seems to be going well so far. I didn't update last Thursday since I passed out from dehydration resulting in me going to the hospital.

I'll try my best with updates since I'm heading back to school next monday.

Thanks for all the support on the first chapter!

See you hopefully soon :)