eighty six

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"I can't control my friends," Pete started to say, but Mikey kept walking fast.

"Then why are you with them all of the time?"

"Because they are my way to football!" Mikey stopped walking, and turned around.

"Is that all that matters to you? Football? Football over being kind to people?" Mikey's voice raised.

His words hit Pete, and he took that chance to run. As Mikey ran towards his house, he heard Pete yell one last thing.

"I thought you would understand this, more than anyone else."


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