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

sighed and followed

beside each

boy said, “Have you got any money?

trembling tone. His hands clenched the

at him

She realized something.

in my pocket and

“Well, alright.”

in disappointment. He glanced

was wearing one, there were some bruises on

stood still and thought for a while. But then she

it matter to her?

backpack and slowly walked to the

classroom were not as hostile

time, she used a knife and began to scrape off the thumbtacks bit by bit. She didn’t care about their

one dared to do anything to

would do dangerous things if

saw Valerie

of what he did

feared that Valerie would laugh at him and threaten him

legs

to

a

tilted

knew what

rang, the teacher and the students

math exercises in her seat. She had to

outside the

The sound became louder.

didn’t sound like a

immediately raised her

the classroom door,

pockets together,

“Hey, where is Mica?”

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

hair was cropped

like à

calling Mica White, all the classmates

narrowed her eyes

walked to Mica with his boys taller than

were first–grade

saw such

froze in their seats, not knowing what

students hid

their reaction and squinted his

the feeling he

He swaggered to Mica.

his hand, signing for his boys

did you dare? You let

Tsk.

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