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

beside

said, “Have you got any money? Give it

tone. His hands clenched the straps of the backpack

at him

She realized something.

can search in my pocket

“Well, alright.”

head in disappointment. He glanced at Valerie and ran away very

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

for a while. But then

to her?

the backpack and slowly walked to

students in the classroom were not

knife and began to scrape off the thumbtacks bit by

one dared to do anything

would do

in his seat. When he saw Valerie coming in,

what he did in

him and threaten him with

was pounding. His legs under the

walked to

a

down, he slowly tilted

knew what he

minutes. As soon as the bell rang, the teacher and the students quickly put away their textbooks and

exercises in her seat. She

hallway outside the classroom was

The sound became louder.

didn’t sound like a

her head and

expected, at the classroom door, some senior

stuffed their hands into pockets together, scanning

“Hey, where is Mica?”

was a short boy with squinting eyes and a

hair was cropped

like à

White, all the classmates

her eyes

with his boys

classmates were

never saw

seats, not knowing what

hid in

and squinted his eyes in

was the feeling

He swaggered to Mica.

raised his hand, signing for

how did you dare? You let us

Tsk.

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