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

beside each

got any money? Give it to

had a trembling tone. His hands clenched the straps

at him

She realized something.

can search in my

“Well, alright.”

in disappointment. He glanced at Valerie and ran

boy was wearing one, there

still and thought for a while. But then she shook

would it matter to her? Why would

backpack and slowly walked

students in the classroom were not as hostile

to scrape off the thumbtacks bit

then, no one dared to do anything to her

would do

he saw Valerie coming in, he immediately put his head under the

was ashamed of what he did

feared that Valerie would laugh at him and threaten him with

legs under

at him and walked to her seat

boy breathed a

down, he slowly tilted his head and

knew what he was

the teacher and the students quickly put away their textbooks

She had to catch up with

the classroom was

The sound became louder.

didn’t sound like a

her head and looked

expected, at the classroom door, some senior

their hands into pockets together, scanning

“Hey, where is Mica?”

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

was

looked like à tough

calling Mica White, all the classmates looked at

her eyes

to Mica with his boys taller than

were first–grade

saw such a

their seats, not knowing what

hid in

and

was the feeling he

He swaggered to Mica.

for his boys behind to

You let us

Tsk.

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