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 followed

stood beside

said, “Have you got any money? Give it

hands clenched the straps of

at him up and

She realized something.

search in my pocket

“Well, alright.”

disappointment. He glanced

Everyone was wearing a coat. Although the boy was wearing one, there were some

thought for a while. But

it matter to her? Why would

and slowly walked

the classroom were not as

began to scrape off

no one dared to

felt that Valerie would do dangerous things if

Valerie coming in, he immediately put his head

what

feared that Valerie would laugh at him and threaten him with what happened

His legs under the table

at him and walked to

boy breathed a sigh

slowly tilted his

what

as the bell rang, the teacher and the students quickly put away their textbooks and began to

seat. She had to

the classroom

The sound became louder.

sound like

her head

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

stuffed their hands into pockets together, scanning the class full like

“Hey, where is Mica?”

eyes and a hooked nose. His name

hair was

like à

someone calling Mica White, all the classmates looked at the boy with

narrowed her eyes

walked to Mica with his boys taller than

were first–grade

never saw

froze in their seats,

students hid in

reaction and

the

He swaggered to Mica.

his hand, signing for his boys

did you dare? You let us wait so long this

Tsk.

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