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

sighed and

stood beside

got

His hands

looked at him up

She realized something.

You can search in my pocket

“Well, alright.”

He glanced at Valerie

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

and thought for a

matter to her? Why

and slowly walked to the

in the classroom were not

time, she used a knife and began to scrape off the thumbtacks bit by

no one dared to

felt that Valerie would do

seat. When he saw Valerie coming in,

was ashamed of what he did in the

and threaten

pounding. His legs under

to her seat without saying a

breathed a sigh

calming down, he slowly tilted his head and observed Valerie

one knew what he

minutes. As soon as the bell rang, the teacher and

in her seat. She had to catch up

the classroom was getting

The sound became louder.

didn’t sound

raised her head and

the classroom door, some senior boys appeared one after

into pockets together, scanning the class full like

“Hey, where is Mica?”

boy with squinting eyes and a hooked nose. His

hair was cropped

looked like à

Mica White, all the classmates

her eyes

walked to Mica with his boys taller than

classmates were first–grade

never saw

seats, not knowing what to

students hid

and squinted his

the feeling he

He swaggered to Mica.

his hand, signing for

how did you dare? You let

Tsk.

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