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 that

and

beside

boy said, “Have you got any money? Give it

had a trembling tone. His hands clenched the straps

looked at him up

She realized something.

You can search in my pocket and

“Well, alright.”

in disappointment. He glanced at Valerie and

the boy was wearing

a while.

to her? Why would

the backpack and

in the classroom were not as hostile to

began to scrape off the thumbtacks

no one dared to do anything to her

felt that Valerie would do

When he saw Valerie coming in, he immediately

ashamed of what he

laugh at him and threaten him with what happened in the

legs under the table

walked to her seat without saying

a

tilted his head and

one knew what he

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

seat. She had to catch up

outside the classroom was getting

The sound became louder.

didn’t sound like a

her head and looked

she expected, at the classroom door, some

stuffed their hands into pockets together,

“Hey, where is Mica?”

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

hair was

looked like à

the classmates

her eyes

to Mica with his

were first–grade

never saw such a

seats, not

hid in

their reaction and squinted his eyes in

the feeling he

He swaggered to Mica.

hand, signing for his boys behind to surround

You let us wait so long this morning.

Tsk.

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