Chapter 23 Class System

Valerie spent her weekends browsing eBay.

She couldn’t pay online, so she asked Jayvion to help her. She would pay him back in cash.

Buying all the stuff she wanted, Valerie cheered up.

She was fantasizing that her money amounted up.

On Monday morning, she happily picked up her backpack and walked to school.

“Hey!”

Valerie just got off the bus when she was grabbed by the arm.

She frowned out of the pain.

She turned around unfriendly to see the boy pulling her arm.

The boy was probably her classmate. He was wearing cute round glasses with black frames.

Due to the glasses, Valerie couldn’t see his eyes clearly.

He had soft hair and a wolf–tail haircut.

So stylish?

Yet so cute?

“Let go of me!”

“I have something to tell you.”

The boy grabbed her more tightly while speaking in a rush.

Valerie gasped.

“Let go of me, and we’ll have a chat. Otherwise, I’ll yell and say you’re bullying me.”

Noticing people looking at them, the boy instantly let go of Valerie.

“Can we talk now?”

“Go ahead.”

Valerie got rid of the boy’s hand and stroked her wrist.

The boy gritted his teeth and looked at Valerie.

“This way. We’ll talk there.”

The boy looked around and pointed to a nearby alley.

“Why bother? Can’t we talk here?”

The boy shook his head fiercely.

to

and

stood beside each

got any money? Give it to

hands clenched the straps of

looked at him up

She realized something.

search in my pocket and

“Well, alright.”

head in disappointment. He glanced at

the boy was

thought for a while. But then she

it matter to her? Why would

backpack and

not as

scrape off the thumbtacks bit by bit. She didn’t

one dared to do

would do dangerous things if

his seat. When he saw Valerie coming in, he

what

at him and threaten him

legs

at him and walked to her seat without

a

tilted his head and observed Valerie

knew what

minutes. As soon as the bell rang, the teacher and the

in her seat. She had to catch up with other

the classroom was

The sound became louder.

didn’t sound

her head and

expected, at the classroom door, some senior

into pockets together, scanning the class

“Hey, where is Mica?”

squinting eyes and a hooked nose. His name was Grey

was

like à tough

Mica White, all the classmates looked at the boy with a

narrowed her eyes

walked to Mica with

classmates were first–grade

saw such

their seats, not knowing what

hid

their reaction and squinted his eyes

the

He swaggered to Mica.

raised his hand, signing for his

did you dare? You let us

Tsk.

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