Ian Gallagher, the ginger- the only ginger out of two hundred plus cadets in a school of five hundred or so (give or take), but his hair isn't the only thing that stands out about him. Some say he has a bubbly personality. You can find him laughing, smiling, joking around, and so on. When it comes down to his school work and now JROTC- something that he joined right before school started (J- Junior, R- Recruiting, O- Officer, T- Training, C- Corps -yes, it deals with the military, but it's not to actually get you to join. It helps with discipline and leadership, among other things. Yes, most people join the military once they graduate, but not everyone does)- he takes both seriously.
Mickey Milkovich, the black hair, badass thug, whose bad side you do not want to get on- unless you want an ass beating. For him, football is life. Because what's better then tackling guys for a fucking ball? Apparently for some, nothing. Unlike Ian, Mickey doesn't care about school work, let alone grades- what he cares about the most is football. And why shouldn't he? He is the star after all.
Even though they don't get along too often, Mickey will kick your ass if you mess with or hurt his little sister, Mandy- who ironically is Ian's best friend.
Ian and Mickey have been going to the same school since kindergarten. And they've actually been in the same class(es) every year, but never paid attention.
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Mickey, Mandy, and Ian are all freshmen in high school. Mickey is a freshman because he started kindergarten a year later than what he should have- thanks to his father.
Since it was already August, all the fall sports were getting ready to have tryouts. Mainly football and cheerleading. Basketball and soccer being winter sports, baseball swimming, and track being spring sports.
Mickey being the star football player, he automatically has a spot on the team and doesn't have to try out. As well as a few other. All returning and new players have no choice but go to tryouts. Of course Micky is going, he wouldn't miss a single practice or game unless he's in the hospital. Even if he's sick or injured he'll still show up for practices and games.
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When tryouts for football and cheerleading were announced during the morning announcements, Mandy got this wicked idea.
"Hey Gallagher," Mandy smiles evilly as she turned her head to look over at Ian.
Right away he could tell she was planning something evil- if her smile didn't give it away. He shakes his head and says "No."
"But" Mandy pouts.
"No" Ian repeats.
"Iaaaan!" Mandy whines "You don't even know what it is."
"Whatever it is, no. The answer is no, no, no, and no" Ian replies sternly.
"You're not fun" Mandy let's out a huff then smirks "But, I'm going to tell ya anyways."
Ian lets out a groan "Whhhhhhhy?"
"Because" Mandy starts "Wouldn't it be hilarious if I tried out for cheerleading?"
Furrowing his brows, the ginger looked over at his best friend in utter confusion "How the fuck would that be funny?"
Lifting her shoulders up into a shrug with a "I dunno" Mandy sat back in her seat " 'Cuz, they wouldn't see it comin'."
"Well you're not very peppy" Ian flashes her an innocent smile.
"Ouch!" Mandy laughs "But true."
"You wouldn't make it" Ian chuckles.
Letting out a fake gasp of offense, Mandy playfully glares at her best friend "What makes you say that?"
"Other then the fact that you're not peppy?" the ginger asks.
Rolling her eyes, Mandy nods her head "Yes. Other then the fact that I'm not peppy."
"Well," the ginger starts "You're also not preppy, you're not a bitch like them- don't get me wrong, you are, but they're a different kind- you don't bounce or jump about, you don't cheer- unless there's a fight-, you're not cold hearted like them- again, different kind-, you're not overly sarcastic, and you have little to no school spirit whatsoever."
Mandy's jaw drops at what was said, but she's not totally surprised he knows her so well "Excuse you, but I'm a badass bitch. The baddest bitch you'll ever find out there."
Shaking his head as he laughed, Ian sat back in his seat "Yeah, yeah. You're a bitch alright. But I'm not sure you're a badass bitch. I mean, I just don't see it."
Mandy playfully punches his arm as she gasps "Dick."
"Oh, but you love me" Ian chuckles.
"Well..." Mandy teases- causing Ian's eyes to wide and his jaw to drop- which in return, makes Mandy laugh "Relax fire, I'm only teasin' ya. 'Course I love you. You're my best friend."
"Bitch, you better love me. I gotta deal with your bitchy ass" Ian flashes an innocent smile.
"Oh, like I ain't gotta deal with your ass?" Mandy laughs.
"You love my ass!" the ginger scoffs "You're just too chicken shit to admit it."
"And it's things like that, that makes me wonder if you're actually gay or not" Mandy arches a brow.
"Hey!" the ginger glares at her "I am a dick and ass kind of man!"
"Hey, what does your schedule look like?" Mandy suddenly asks.
"Okay... That was completely random" the ginger furrows his brows.
"Well, they're about to let us out of homeroom, I wanna know if we have the same classes or not" Mandy explains.
Lifting his shoulders up into a shrug, Ian hands her his schedule, which she happily takes.
Looking over the paper, Mandy arches a brow "The fuck is JROTC?"
"Junior Recruiting Officer Training Corps" the ginger lifts his shoulders up into another shrug.
"Okay... But what the fuck is it?" Mandy asks as she gives her best friend a weird look.
"It's... Kind of complicated" Ian let's out a small sigh "It's a military course. They don't make you join, they just help you be like a leader and stuff."
"You going to join the military?" Mandy asks.
"I dunno. Maybe. The class seemed interesting. I wanna see what it's like" the ginger answers as he bites his bottom lip in thought.
Mandy shakes her head before handing the paper back to Ian "Well, we only have one class where we're not together."
Ian takes the paper back "What do you have while I'm off to doing that?"
"Fuckin' gym" Mandy huffs "Why don't you have it?"
"Because I'm in ROTC" Ian laughs.
"Wait, what the fuck does that have to do with gym?" Mandy asks.
"A lot. Three years of it and I don't have to take gym. It counts as gym. It's a very physical class" Ian explains.
"Think you'll survive?" Mandy jokes.
"I will, but I don't think you will" the ginger chuckles "Still gonna try out for cheerleading?"
"As a joke, yeah" Mandy lifts her shoulders up into a shrug "Not like I'll make it anyways."
"Then why try out?" Ian asks.
"Because why not?" Mandy asks "I mean, I've got nothing better to do anyways."
"Tryouts are next month though" Ian arches a brow "It's only the first day of school."
"Doesn't mean I have anything better to do" Mandy points out.
Ian rolls his eyes with a chuckle "Sounds like a personal problem."
Mandy playfully punches his arm "Ugh, why do I even deal with your ass?..... Kidding! I love ya."
"And apparently my ass" the ginger snickers.
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August came and went. Suddenly it was September, which means that fall is just right around the corner! And tryouts were going to be held soon- as in a couple of days soon.
"So Mands, are you still seriously going to try out for cheerleading? Or is that just a phase?" Ian asked his best friend as they walk down the hallway towards their class.
"I'm still going to do it. How else can I poke fun at 'em to their faces?" Mandy answers.
"You're such a horrible person" Ian laughs.
"I know, it keeps me up at night" she replies, laughing as well.
Shaking his head, Ian opens the door once they get to their class "Ladies first."
"Such a gentleman. Are you sure you're gay?" Mandy asks.
"For the millionth time, I'm gay" Ian huffs "Just because I hold doors for women, doesn't mean I'm not gay. I'm just being respectful, ya'know?"
"Dude, chill" Mandy chuckles "I'm just screwing with ya."
"Just get your ass in the room" Ian rolls his eyes as he chuckles along with her.
"Hey! Don't look at my ass!" Mandy teases as she walks into the classroom.
"Then stop trying to show it off" the ginger laughs this time as he follows her.
"Hey! I have a nice ass!" Mandy huffs "You can't just not show off an ass this good."
"Oh my god" the ginger shakes his head laughing "You're so weird.... And lame."
"So are you!" Mandy laughs "You have a nice ass and you don't even try to show it off."
The ginger gives her a weird look as they make their way to their desks "It's an ass! Nothing special."
"A nice ass" Mandy corrects "One that you should be showing off."
"One, I'm not female" Ian replies "Two, I'm not a stripper."
"I bet you'd be the best stripper out there" Mandy smiles "All the boys will want a piece of you."
"Mandy!" Ian's eyes widen at her words "What the hell?"
Mandy lifts her shoulders up into a shrug "It's true!"
"Okay..." Ian starts as he sits down "I am not having this conversation with you."
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Sorry for any typos.
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