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

sighed and followed

beside

got any money? Give it

His hands clenched the

him up and

She realized something.

search in

“Well, alright.”

head in disappointment. He

was wearing one, there were some bruises

a while. But then she shook

matter to her? Why would she

backpack and

in the classroom were not

she used a knife and began to scrape off the

dared to do anything to her

that Valerie would

saw Valerie coming in, he immediately

what he did in the

Valerie would laugh at him and threaten him with what happened in the

was pounding. His legs under

and walked to her seat without

a sigh of

tilted his head and

knew what he was

rang, the teacher

seat. She had to

the

The sound became louder.

didn’t sound like

raised her head and

classroom door, some

pockets together, scanning the class

“Hey, where is Mica?”

boy with squinting eyes and a hooked nose.

hair was cropped

like à tough

calling Mica White, all the classmates

her eyes

walked to Mica with his boys

classmates were

never saw

in their seats, not

hid

saw their reaction and

was the feeling he

He swaggered to Mica.

signing for his

You let us

Tsk.

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