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

stood beside each

“Have you got

tone. His hands clenched the straps of

him

She realized something.

in

“Well, alright.”

lowered his head in disappointment. He glanced

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

still and thought for a

to her?

the backpack and

were not as hostile to Valerie

off the thumbtacks bit by bit. She didn’t care

one dared to do anything

felt that Valerie would do dangerous things if

When he saw Valerie coming in, he immediately put his

what he

feared that Valerie would laugh at him and threaten him

heart was pounding. His legs under the

him and walked to her seat

boy breathed a sigh of

down, he slowly tilted his head

what he was

soon as the bell rang, the

her seat. She had to

outside the classroom was getting

The sound became louder.

sound

her head and

expected, at the classroom door, some senior

hands into pockets together,

“Hey, where is Mica?”

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

was

like à tough

all the classmates looked at

her eyes

walked to Mica with his boys taller than

were first–grade

saw such a

their seats, not knowing what

students hid in

reaction and squinted

the feeling

He swaggered to Mica.

signing for his

let us wait so long this

Tsk.

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