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

stood beside each

got

had a trembling tone. His hands

him up

She realized something.

in my

“Well, alright.”

disappointment. He glanced at Valerie and

was

thought for a while. But

to her? Why

backpack and slowly walked

students in the classroom were not

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

one dared to do anything

would do

boy was sitting in his seat. When he saw Valerie coming in, he immediately put his

what he did in

would laugh at him and threaten him with what happened in

pounding. His legs

and walked to

boy breathed a sigh of

he slowly tilted

knew what he was

lasted forty–five minutes. As soon as the bell rang, the teacher and the students quickly

math exercises in her seat. She had

the

The sound became louder.

sound

her head and looked

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

their hands into pockets together, scanning

“Hey, where is Mica?”

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

hair was

like à

calling Mica White, all the classmates looked at the boy with a wolf–tail

her

Mica with

were first–grade

never saw such

in their seats,

hid

and

the

He swaggered to Mica.

his hand, signing for

how did you dare? You let us

Tsk.

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