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

and followed

stood beside each

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

His hands clenched the straps of the backpack

at him up and

She realized something.

search in my pocket

“Well, alright.”

lowered his head in disappointment. He glanced at Valerie and ran away

a coat. Although the boy was wearing one, there were some bruises on his

thought for a while.

matter to

adjusted the backpack and slowly walked

were not as

a knife and began to scrape off the thumbtacks bit

no one dared to do anything to

that Valerie would

sitting in his seat. When he saw Valerie coming in, he

of what he did

at him and threaten him with

pounding. His legs under the

and walked to her seat without saying

a sigh of

tilted

what he

primary school students lasted forty–five minutes. As soon as the bell rang, the teacher

did math exercises in her seat. She had

hallway outside the

The sound became louder.

sound

raised her

door, some senior boys

stuffed their hands into pockets together, scanning the class full

“Hey, where is Mica?”

squinting eyes and a hooked nose. His name was Grey

hair was cropped

looked like à tough

calling Mica White, all the classmates looked at the

narrowed her eyes

Mica with his boys taller than

were first–grade

saw such

seats,

hid in

their reaction and squinted his

was the feeling he

He swaggered to Mica.

raised his hand, signing for his boys

let us wait so long this morning.

Tsk.

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