Hey guys, anyone who is reading, previous readers or new ones, this is my completely revised version of Extra Curricular which is now called Extra Credit. I hope you like it. The rating has been increased from a T to an M. Please don't let it discourage you from reading. I just wasn't getting anywhere with the previous storyline and i was losing the interest of writing it. I hope you all like this new version. Be prepared for an even more feisty Scarlett.

Disclaimer: I only own Scarlett McIntosh, Brady Daniels, Damien Dalaney, Anna McIntosh, Greg Higgins, Becca Hutchison, Kitty McIntosh and East Richmond High.

On another note. I have decided to set this in Long Beach, California. It is set in a fictional school. Most ideas for the school are taken from East High, but i have relocated and put it under a different name basically.

Enjoy xxx

CHAPTER ONE

Stares. I can handle stares and whispers too. It's always funny when you attend a new school Everyone picks you out and knows who you are immediately. They think they know every detail about your life if they know what classes you take or what after school activities you do. It makes me laugh sometimes, how pathetic 17 year olds can be.

Especially at East Richmond High. The pupils here seem to have taken on the clique idea that i have seen in a few places. Whoever you are, you stay with your kind or else. Personally i don't believe in any of this and i don't see why i should change myself for one year at this school.

Anyway, now that that is over. Onto the more important subject. School, my first day. This is the start of my story.

Click. Click. Click.

My heels clicked off the floor as i made my way down the halls of Richmond High School. My mother, Anna was walking in front of me, carrying my little sister Kitty on her hip. All the students were crowded around, gathering books from lockers, chatting, reaquainting themselves with each other after summer. Some looked over, eyes raking over the new girls form. Likely thinking 'What on earth is she wearing?'. It's one of the general reactions of being at a new school. When you are a nobody, people dislike your appearance and pick as many flaws as they can. But...when they find out who you are, they worship you, falling at your feet, complementing you, copying and imitating you. But hey, you know what they say, imitation is the biggest form of flattery. And if something involves flattery then i am all for it.

Click. Click. Click.

We continued down the hall, en-route to the principal's office. God, i hate my first days. Please let this go without any bumps or hitches. Pleeeeasseeeee!!!!.

CRACK!!

I felt a sharp sting. I stopped dead watching my mothers back as she continued down the hall. The sound had richochetted through the whole hall, and attracted many of the other students, who were now looking in my direction, curious as to what i would do to the boy who had just smacked his hand over my arse.

Guess you really hate me up there. All i asked for was one stress-free day. I even said please, twice. Grrrr!

I turned around towards the lockers, glimpsing over the figures of the three boys coming into my view. Jocks, how did i ever guess. Could it be the jackets, the bulging muscles or the hungry i-want-to-fuck-you looks they currently hold on their boyishly handsome faces.

"Mmmm..." one of them mewled in their throats, leader i presume "You look good enough to eat baby. What's your name?"

I raked my teeth across my bottom lip, drawing it into my mouth to suck on it slightly, blinking a few times as i took in their appearences.

The one in the middle or the captain as i referred to him as. His hair was long, dark, sharp bangs cut into it. It was sitting over his eyes, almost masking the dark brown eyes. He blinked as well, his tongue caressing his lower lip as his eyes raked over my whole body; as he fucked me in his mind. That's the closest he'll get to the real thing, so he should enjoy it.

I pressed my hands into my jean clad hips, taking on a challenging stance.

"I'm Scarlett, it's nice to meet you...." i trailed off, waiting on him giving me his name.

"Damien. Well, Scarlett, a red hot name for a red hot girl". He chuckled along with his two idiot cronies standing next to him. My lips turned upwards in the corner, giving him a small hint of amusement.

I walked closer, now aware of the audience i was gathering. I glanced out the corner of my eyes, seeing an African-American girl, hands clasped around her books, holding them close to her chest was shaking her head. She had a frightful look on her face, as if trying to tell me to back off. But i never back away from a challenge.

"Wow, sweetheart, you certainly have a knack for flirting there".

I sidled up to him, almost close enough to press myself against him.

"Well, Damien, do me a favour?"

"Anything for you sweet cheeks" he said lifting a finger and stroking in down the side of my cheek, placing a lecherous grin on his overly tanned face. Blech!!

"Well, baby, don't ever place you hand on me again, run off down the hall and do whatever your best at and think up something a little bit more original the next time you feel the urge to smack a girl across the arse" i smiled a full grin and cocked my head to the side before turning and slowly making my way down the hall.

I kept on walking, feeling the tension in air. Everyone was watching in silence as i made my way down the hall, following the route i saw my mother take. I had a smiled plastered on my face. God, i love first days.

I turned the corner and kept on walking, spotting the back of my mother, Kitty at her feet as she spoke to a taller man. She was looking around frantically, as if she lost something.

"Scarlett!!! There you are. You were behind me as i walked and the next thing you're gone when i turn around. Where the he-" she stopped and smiled, correcting herself in front of the man standing there "Where did you go?".

"I appolgise Mom, i got side-tracked by a boy who felt the need to assess the feel of my arse" i confessed with a small grin. I knew how to wind my mother up in front of strangers, especially ones i presume to be my new principle's.

"Scarlett!! Are you okay? What happened?" she panicked, half for my use of profanity, the other for what had happened.

"Everything is fine, i dealt with it. Now onto business. I need my class schedule and locker key, i believe classes are beginning soon and you know how much my education means to me Mom" i played up slightly. Although being honest, my education does matter. I do love to read and write and on the contrary i love school, well for the most part anyway.

I turned to the man standing next to my mother, who had accumulated the makings of a small blush on his cheeks.

"You must be Mr Higgins, the principle, i presume?" i held out my hand. He nodded and shook my hand "It's wonderful to meet you Sir, you certainly have a great school here. I can only thank you for allowing me to enrol this year".

"Well, thank you, i guess. It's nice to meet you too. Now i have your schedule, map and key here. Also you're parking permit for your car. I suppose we should get you off to class while your mother and I finalise the details of your enrolment". I nodded, a plastic grin on my face. I took the items he handed me and placed the map and booklet about the school in my black Balenciaga Bag.

"If you just wait a moment Scarlett, i've asked one of our best students to come down and show you around. She should be in most of your classes and she is in your homeroom".

"My what?" I asked totally confused as to what he was talking about".

"Homeroom. You know..erm for registration".

"Of course. Sorry. I wasn't familiar with the term homeroom".

"That's quite alright. Oh, here she is now. Taylor, thank you for doing this".

"It's my pleasure Mr Higgins. And you must be Scarlett?" she asked turning to me. As i took in her appearance, i realised she was the African-American girl from the hall who was shaking her head at me. I nodded, tightening my hold on my bag.

"Could you escort Scarlett to Ms Hutchison's class as quickly as possible. If you get marked late, explain to Miss Hutchison what you were doing and if she needs reassurance, she can phone me at my office. Thanks girls. And enjoy your first day Scarlett. I'm sure you'll settle in no problem".

"I'm sure i will" i smirked slightly, turning to my mom.

"Enjoy honey. You'll be great as usual". I went over and kissed her cheek before bending down to Kitty's level.

"Hey squirt, have fun in pre-school. And don't get too meddlesome. Don't let any boys annoy you, remember what i taught you".

"Yes Scarlett, i won't. I promise. I love you".

"I love you too sweetheart. Now give me a kiss". She leaned up and kissed my cheek and i smiled, standing back up and turning towards Taylor. She smiled and nodded to my mom and the principle before we set off down the hall, the way i had came before.

We walked for a few minutes in silence, the only noise was the constant clicking of my heels on the impossibly shiny tiles floor.

"So Taylor right?" she nodded "How long have you attended the school?"

"I've lived here my whole life so i've attended East Richmond Schools from pre-school".

"Okay, cool. So why were you shaking your head at me back in the hall. I saw you. I was just wondering".

"Well, basically you insulted Damien".

"And that's not good i take it?"

"Nope, definetly not. He is the captain of the football team. The two others are just players from his team. It's not good to turn him down, let alone insult him the way you did. Just pray he takes it lightly since your new".

"Damien is the least of my worries Tay" i said and she looked at me "Oh is it okay to call you that?"

"Yeah, my friends call me that. And well, i guess your my friend so it's fine. But it means i get to call you Scar".

"That's fine. So what's the deal on Mrs Hutchison?".....

Did i ever tell you how much i hate first days. They are full of stares, whispers, and Damien's. Most of the football team have been giving me the evil eye for most of the day. Them along with the drama club and some of the cheerleaders. They better snap out of it, because I won't have half of my squad hating their captain. Yeah, that's right, I am the new cheerleading captain.

Strangely enough, the only one not giving me the evil eye is Damien. Oh, but don't get me wrong, he has been giving me the eyes, just not the evil ones. It seems my little speech has just made him more attracted to me than possible. I think at one point he even licked his lips at me.

I was sitting in my last class of the day, which unfortunately for me has Damien in it. I can feel his chocolate eyes burning the side of my head. The teacher hasn't arrived yet, but as i look around, all the girls are checking their make-up and hair and making sure their outfits aren't out of place at any point, so i have the inclination he must be hot.

I looked down at what i was wearing; skintight blue jeans, a white tank with a half black corset waistcoat which sits around my middle. There are two thick black halter straps connected to it which come up over my breasts and hold the top up, clipping around my neck. My jeans are tucked into black knee high boots and my black Balenciaga Bag is sitting on my lap.

I ran my fingers through my long chocolate brown hair and smoothed it out. The door jerked open and i caught the glimpse of light brown hair and dazzling blue eyes. He was wearing a white shirt and black dress pants. My eyes roamed over his form as he came into class, carrying a black briefcase in his hand and a few papers in the other. All the girls were busy preening themselves to make sure they looked good, but i was just staring at the figure in the room.

Wow, he is fucking gorgeous. Holy shit. I could feel myself developing a red blush on my cheeks. I cleared my throat slightly and looked down at my bag, taking a few deep breaths. I heard the soft tapping of his dress shoes on the floor.

"Well, did you guys all have a good summer?"

"YES!!" a chorus of cheers ran through the room. I look up and met the face of the mysterious man in the room. He had shaggy brown hair with small threads of darker brown through it. It was growing long, and was slicked back anywhere, just to get it out of his face. His eyes were like shimmering sapphires glinting in the sun. He has a thin but strong nose, slighly protruding cheekbones and a strong jawline. His face held a slight perspiration on his acutely tanned skin. He was looking right at me, from his position leaning against the table. Did i ever tell you how much i love first days. And hot teachers. Wow!

"You" he pointed at me causing everyone to turn "Must be Scarlett, the new student. It's nice to meet you. I'm Mr Bolton but as we know you can call me Troy".

"It's nice to meet you too Sir" i said totally discarding what he said about his first name. Troy, Troy, Troy. It ran through my head over and over again. What an amazingingly sexy name. It sent tingles up and down my spine and i could imagine shouting his name in the throes of passion. Troy and Scarlett, Scarlett and Troy. Troy. Scarlett. Scarlett!!!

"Oh sorry, i got slightly side-tracked".

"Well, please keep your head in this class while you are here. I don't take anyone slacking in my class ever. There is no question about it. No one fails my class. No matter what. There is no option and you will adhere to the rules i set for my classroom. Now please, here is a book, open at the first chapter and read. Thank you" he said chucking the book at me. I caught it between my hands right in front of my face. I breathed out harshly, keeping my eyes locked with his. He narrowed his eyes slightly, but kept a smile on his face. I narrowed my back but frowned instead before dropping the book on my desk, creating a loud bang throughout the class.

"Oops" i said in a sickly sweet voice before flipping it open and skimming through the first few pages. I was perfectly aware i was under his gaze. How could such a gorgeous specimen be such a jerk. What on earth did i do wrong? I looked up and saw he was still looking at me so i cocked my head to the side and widened my eyes as if to say 'What?'

He dropped the gaze and i smirked, turning back to my book.

Did i ever tell you how much i hate first days. And hot asshole teachers!!

END OF CHAPTER

Well, there it is, the first chapter. Hope you liked it. Please leave a review, they mean the world. And thanks for reading!! xxx