Why are you in my life?, chapter 8

Okay so I drove home since Mike was missing his shoe. I found it very funny that all the crazy chick wanted was his shoe. "I bet in like a week it'll be on Ebay..." Mike kept saying. "Are you really that pissed that you lost a shoe?" I asked almost laughing. "Slightly..." he said grinning slyly. "Fine I'll buy you new shoes." I said. "Well I only need one." He said. "Well to bad they don't sell shoes in ones they sell them in Twos." I said.

"But I only need one!" he repeated. "Tough luck buddy! You're getting Two!" I said. "Fine..." He grumbled. He crossed his arms and stuck out his bottom lip. "I don't want two shoes..." He grumbled. "Fine you don't get any at all." I said hitting his shoulder. "Whatever!" he yelled.

***One week later***

"Look here it is!" Mike yelled. I walked into the living room were he was sitting. He ws on his labtop. "What babe?" I asked. "The bitch sold my shoe!" He said pointing to the screen. "No way!" I said looking over his shoulder. "Yes way!" he said showing me. There it was, His shoe. "How much is she selling it for?" I asked. "Its going for Two thousand billion dollars..." He said shocked.

"Damn people really love you." I said. "Its a shoe!" he repeated, "I know damn!" I said. "All this for a shoe..." he said amazed. "Oh muh god Mike." I muttered walking back into the kitchen. Emma was sitting in her high chair playing with Spidey. "Ike where?" She cooed. "Mike's being weird looking for his shoe." I said to her.

She started to giggled. Apperantly Mike told her all about how he gave his shoe away to get her back. Billie Joe and Tre' came out with Mike to play on FUSE. Tomorrow they were going to Ohio to play two shoes.
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