All Chapters of Extra Credit: Chapter 1 - Chapter 10

12 Chapters

001: Binary stars

Evangeline “Let’s break up. I’m calling off our engagement.” My brain screeched to a halt. The buzz of excitement in my stomach from just ten minutes ago — seeing the beautiful 100/100 in my Astrobiology test — dissolved like paper in acid. “W-what?” I echoed; my grip on my food tray tightening so hard my knuckles lost circulation. A short laugh of disbelief punched out of my throat. “Jer…what... what are you talking about?” Jeremy, my boyfriend of two years and also my fiancé, stared at me with a detached look in his eyes. Granted, he looked terrible. His beautiful face was dull, and he had sunken eyes and dark circles. Even his honey brown eyes that were always so warm had turned dull, the color of mud. His hair was tied back messily, tawny strands falling over his exhausted face. “You heard me,” he said. His voice was mellow, yet louder then the sounds of the cafeteria all around me. “I’ve been thinking about it for days. Losing sleep too. And I’ve decided it’s the best thing

002: lowest score

EvangelineI drummed my pen into the desk, my foot vibrating with nervous energy.Last night I’d barely gotten any sleep, and when I did close my eyes, all my nightmares were filled with a demon. A demon made out of 28s. Once day broke, I practically ran to school. I almost forgot my makeup. For the first time since the semester started, I made my way down to Art class. To my surprise, the lecture hall was half filled at 9:45, most of the students gathered in front. Well, it seemed like everyone wanted to be in class early today.I, however, wasn’t here for class. I sat in the furthest row, angrily tapping my pen, waiting for the professor to show up. The professor who dared give me a 28.“Unbelievable,” I scoffed, resisting the urge to roll my eyes. Me? A 28?!Fortunately, my father hadn’t heard of it yet. So all I had to do was confront this professor, get him to change the grade, and return back to my life.Crises, averted. Business Management, never going to happen.At exactly 1

003: anything anything

Evangeline His words shot like an arrow to my heart. Words I never thought I would hear. Me? Lowest scores? That’s impossible. I bit my lip before I could scoff out loud. I looked around, and thankfully, it was just the two of us here. Then I snapped my eyes back on him. “I did everything the test said. Why did I get a 28?” “Your work showed directionless talent, and a lack of fundamental knowledge. In addition, you did not follow the instructions.” “I did.” His left eye narrowed, irritation flashing across his features. Or maybe it was me imagining it. Frustration started to bubble in my gut. This is all pointless, arguing with him. I didn’t come here for that. “I need the score changed.” I blurted out. I had meant to add more bravado behind it, but something in his eyes was stripping me away of my words. I wanted to leave. Fast. “I can’t have a 28. It’s a dent on my perfect record. Professor, I kindly ask that you change the scores.” He leaned his head back just a bit,

004: loss state

Evangeline “Girl. You better be joking!” “Manon, kindly keep your voice down. We are in public.” “Did you hear her?! Eiji?! Please tell me that this is not the most horrid idea you’ve ever heard!” “Manon is right. It is a terrible idea, Eva. What were you thinking?” I slurped on my chocolate and strawberry milkshake, listening to my friends lose their minds over my latest confession. Manon was a business management major; smart and ruthless, her only flaw being her love for alcohol. Eiji was a law major, often called our pillar of justice. And finally, Alaric, our budding neurosurgeon. Since I met them on my first day of uni, my life has been a lot more tolerable. And of course, I can be myself around them. That includes telling them of my plans with Professor Arthur. “Relax. It’s not like I’m going to actually sleep with him. Unless it absolutely, totally, unequivocally calls for it.” Manon openly glared at me. “You have finally lost your mind. All those big ass textbooks h

005: Routine

ARTHUR.“Niko, did you hear what happened with your nephew?”Levi’s call came in the moment I stepped into my house. Timed, just as he knew I liked things these days.“What happened?” I asked, walking into my house, locking the door behind me without glancing at it.The next routine was simple.Take my coat off. Shoes off, slippers on. Check every room in the house. Set water boiling. Head to my study. Drop off my suitcase. Get started on dinner.A simple life. A routine I’ve kept going for three years now.“He broke off his engagement with the Bramwell girl.”Bramwell?I paused in my tracks, my coat hovering over the hanger.A face came to my mind. Young, Angelic, framed with hair of spun gold, big expressive hazel eyes that said everything and nothing all at once. She was a stunning thing. The kind of beauty that captivates poets, artists and writers alike. Beauty that inspires worship and hatred all at once. 'I can call you daddy…or do you prefer sir?'Evangeline Bramwell. That g

006: Flavour of Sexual Favors

EVANGELINEIs this real?I slammed my laptop close. Waited ten full minutes, then opened it again.The email was still there.From: Professor Arthur NikolaiSubject: Extra CreditBody: Good day, Miss Bramwell, I hope this email finds you well. Regarding our previous conversation concerning your grades, a position for a TA is currently open. This is an opportunity to score extra credit as you continue to work hard in class. Respond to this email if you are interested.Professor Arthur.MA, Arts.“What?!” I exclaimed, unable to believe this was happening.I’ve been nervous all evening, dreading the email from the disciplinary committee. And this is what comes in?!My phone rang. I immediately jumped for it. It was Manon on FaceTime.“Yooooo my baby!” She yelled out, her voice drowned out by flashing lights and terribly loud music. She had a bottle of lemon vodka in her hand which she took a long swig from. “Where are you?!”I sighed. “At home, studying. It’s midnight.” Worry etched in m

007: He Noticed Me

EVANGELINE."Sexual favors?" He asked. For the faintest second, a dark rage flashed in his eyes. It was so sudden and so profound that if I wasn’t watching his face closely, I would have missed it.It made my breath hitch. I wanted to jump off his desk and apologize with my face slammed in the ground.Scary.I did not do any of that.Instead, I crossed my legs. Again, I found myself wishing I wasn’t wearing these cursed leggings. The short hem of my cute gown hiked up my legs.His eyes moved to it, I felt the heat of his gaze as they moved again, drinking in the sight of my body. If he could see my bare legs...would the look in his eyes change to unbridled lust?Why did I desperately want to see that?Of course. He may seem cold and composed, but at the end of the day he’s just a man. Which man would resist a beautiful, pliant, young, innocent girl thrown at him?No one.Feeling even bolder, I leaned closer to him.“You seem a bit lost,” I said, “I’ll throw out a couple of ideas.”U

008: Old Friends

ARTHURShe's looking at me. Evangeline Bramwell sat in front of my class; her hypnotic eyes focused on me with rapt attention. For fifteen straight minutes since the class started, it's all she's done. She hasn't written a single thing in her notebook. This was a bad idea. Why did I make her the offer instead of reporting her? I've never had a problem with students staring during class. Naturally, their attention is supposed to be on the teacher. But Evangeline is a different case. Her eyes are too intense. Too focused. Like she wants me to look at her by all means possible. She's not doing anything crass, or inappropriate for that matter. She's just staring. And staring. Those eyes of hers tracking my every move. Goodness. When will she give it up?My pen slipped out of my hand. It clattered to the ground; the sharp sound echoed through the quiet of the class hall. "I'll get it, Professor!" A male student in the front row who's name I believe is Brandon, rushed out of his sea

009: Second Chances

EVANGELINE How dare he? Brush me off like I was nothing but a pest? He's playing hard to get. It's fun, but a tad annoying. Why won't he just come clear with what he wants? I watched Professor Arthur and that strange man talking. They weren't that far away, but for whatever reason, I couldn't hear a peep of what Professor Arthur was talking about. The other man, however, was extremely loud. He had peculiar looks. For one, he had face tattoos. Smooth lines on his jaw and chin, trailing down his neck and vanishing into his collar. He had two scars on his face. But despite the tattoos and scars, his face had an almost boyish look. Like the scars and tattoos were intentional, an attempt at making him look more intimidating. He was good looking too, though not as much as professor Arthur. I've honestly not seen a man more handsome than professor Arthur.I am thinking too much about him and he's barely ten feet away. "There's nothing to be afraid of, Niko. It's fine, I promise." The

010: Second Heartbreak

EVANGELINE"Hi there, Miss Student." The man grinned as he invited himself to my table, sitting in Jeremy's seat. I leaned back, frowning at his lack of respect. "Good evening, sir.""Sir?" He laughed, covering the lower half of his face as he did. "Please, my dear. I'm not Niko, you can call me Levi."There it is. Niko, again. Should I ask why he calls Professor Arthur that? No. It's none of my business. "Just Levi?""Yes. Just Levi. Or Lev, my friends call me Lev.""We aren't friends," I gripped my cute black purse, pressing it into my stomach. I didn't like how this man made me feel. Like I was thrown into a pit full of snakes. "Ah, you're right. Besides, Niko would skin me if we became friends. What are you to him, though?"I blinked. And again. The question caught me off guard. "He's my Professor." I said. The man leaned forward, planting his elbow on the table. He stroked his chin, absentmindedly. "Is that all he is to you? Just a Professor?" My heart caught in my throat.

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