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.

walked to

and

stood beside

said, “Have you got

had a trembling tone. His hands clenched the straps

looked at him up

She realized something.

You can search in

“Well, alright.”

disappointment. He glanced at Valerie and ran away

was wearing a coat. Although the boy was

and thought for a

to

adjusted the backpack and slowly walked

were not as

began to scrape off the thumbtacks bit by bit. She

to do anything

Valerie would do dangerous things

his seat. When he saw Valerie coming in, he

was ashamed of what he did in the

Valerie would laugh at him and threaten him with

pounding. His legs under

to her seat without

boy breathed a

down, he slowly tilted

knew what he was

rang, the teacher and the students quickly put away

math exercises in her seat. She had to catch up with other students in

outside the classroom was getting

The sound became louder.

didn’t sound like a

her head and

expected, at the classroom door, some senior boys appeared one

pockets together, scanning the

“Hey, where is Mica?”

was a short boy with squinting eyes and a hooked nose. His name was Grey

hair was cropped

looked like à

someone calling Mica White, all the classmates looked

narrowed her eyes

Mica with his

classmates were first–grade

never saw such

their seats,

hid in

and squinted his

the feeling he

He swaggered to Mica.

signing for his boys behind

did you dare? You let us

Tsk.

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