A/N: I do not own Stargate Sg-1 and all mistakes are mine. It's an AU. Enjoy, and let me know what you think.

Jack O'Neill walked down the corridor looking for locker 108. Once he found it he entered the combination and put his books on the top shelf. He looked at his schedule and made his way to his first class. He came to room 10H and opened the door. It was a typical high school classroom. People were gossiping, talking about their summers and tossing footballs across the room to one another.

Stargate High was divided into groups of different types of people. There was the group of cheerleader/popular people, which consisted of the captain of the squad, Samantha Carter, her best friend Janet Fraiser, Vala Mal Doran and the rest of the squad.

The jocks consisted of Louis Ferretti, Charlie Kawalsky, a guy named Teal'c and Cameron Mitchell and the rest of the football team.

The geeks consisted of Daniel Jackson and Bill Lee and the Math club.

And finally there was everybody else. The people who didn't necessarily fit into one of the categories.

Jack scanned the room with his eyes, looking for somewhere to sit. He found a seat near the jocks and put his bag on the floor.

"You new?" asked one of the jocks.

Jack nodded. "Yep. I'm Jack."

"Ferretti," he said.

Jack raised an eyebrow. "Ferretti."

Ferretti nodded. "Louis Ferretti. Call me Ferretti."

Instead of asking questions, Jack just smiled and said. "Nice to meet you."

The door opened and a woman with long blonde hair came in and stood at the front of the class. "That's the principle," whispered Ferretti.

"Settle down people," the principle said. "Now, I know you were expecting Mr Grant to be teaching you, but I'm afraid he had a bit of an accident last week. He was shopping and a whole shelf of fruit loops fell on top of him," she ignored the giggles that came from the class and carried on. "He broke his leg and is taking some time off from work. Instead Miss Fuller will be teaching you."

The class groaned. "Who's Miss Fuller?" Jack asked Ferretti.

"She's this eighty year old bitch that we had for English last year," he said, as the principle left the room.

Ferretti got up and knelt down by the teacher's chair and began to fiddle around with the wheels. He got out a pocket screwdriver and took out three screws before sitting down. He winked at Jack and put them in his pocket.

An elderly women then came into the room, she had grey hair, tied into a bun, and was wearing the most hideous dress he'd ever seen and had really thick glasses. She dropped her books onto the desk and sat down on the chair. The chair instantly gave way and she collapsed into a heap on the floor. The whole class burst out laughing. Miss Fuller's face began to turn bright red, partly from embarrassment and partly from anger.

"Louis Ferretti!" she screamed as she picked herself up off the floor.

Ferretti just shrugged. "What? It wasn't me."

"And you honestly expect me to believe you?!" she screeched.

Jack raised his hand. "He didn't do it, Miss. He's been sitting with me the whole time."

She looked at him and demanded, "And who are you?"

"Jack O'Neill, Miss. That's O'Neill with two L's and an apostrophe. I'm new."

The whole class backed them up so Miss Fuller dropped it. She turned to the board and started to write equations.

A few minuets later Jack felt something land in his lap. He unfolded the piece of paper.

Thanks for covering my back. I owe you one.

- Ferretti

Jack smiled and got back to work. Math was never his thing, but he tried to complete the work. He glanced around the room and saw the geeks had already finished and were onto the extension work. He was also surprised to see that some of the cheerleaders were racing through the work.

The bell rang for the end of class. "What you got next?" asked Ferretti.

Jack looked at his schedule. "English."

"Cool, I've got Physics. Do you want to meet for lunch? I could introduce you to everyone?"

Jack nodded and went to find room 6B. He walked down the corridor and stopped when he saw someone slamming a guy into the lockers. The poor guy was a bully magnet, with glasses and white shirt that was tucked into his pants.

"Leave him alone!" Jack said in disgust.

One of them turned to look at him. "Or what?" he said in a threatening tone.

"I said leave him alone," Jack repeated.

When the guy remained pinned against the locker, Jack swung his fist and hit the guy's attacker and hit him in the face. He then kicked him in the shin and kneed him in the stomach. Jack looked at the kid. "Run!" he said.

Once they were round the corner they stopped running. Jack looked at the guy he'd just saved from getting his face done in.

"Thanks. For helping me," he said, slightly out of breath. "My name's Daniel, are you new?"

Jack nodded. "That's OK. I'm Jack. Who was that guy?"

"Brad Roberts. He thinks he's the toughest kid in the school. You sure showed him," said Daniel.

Jack smiled and looked at his watch. "It was nothing. We'd better get to class."

"Which room are you in?"

"6B. You?"

"6B, really?" he asked. "Me to. Come on."

Daniel led Jack to English class and they slipped into their seats unnoticed by the teacher. Daniel saw that Jack was struggling, so he let him copy his work as a way of saying thank you for the rescue.

Daniel liked Jack. It wasn't every day that he came across someone that would stand up for him like Jack did against Brad Roberts.

Jack decided that being the new kid sucked. He didn't know anybody or know where anything was. He'd only been here less than a day and already he'd made an enemy. He passed Brad Roberts on his way to class and Brad told him to be careful, as one day he would get what's coming to him.

Whatever. Jack wasn't scared. He'd beaten him once; he could (and would if he had to) do it again.

Jack followed the smell of chicken until he came to the cafeteria. He grabbed some lunch and looked around. He saw Ferretti waved to him and he went to join him.

"Hi," said Jack.

Ferretti shoved a fry in his mouth. "Guys, this is Jack. Jack, that's Cameron Mitchell, Teal'c and Kawalsky."

They all said hi and went back to eating. Jack wondered if Kawalsky was his actual name, but decided not to ask.

The cheerleaders came and joined them, bringing a wave of perfume. "Hey ladies," said Kawalsky.

"Hey guys," said a brunette.

"Girls, this is Jack O'Neill," said Cameron Mitchell. "Jack, that's Sam, Janet and Vala."

Jack smiled, mainly at Sam. She had long blonde hair that she wore down and curled at the ends. Janet had chestnut brown hair that she wore in a loose ponytail and Vala had thick black hair with blonde highlights.

"So why don't you girls eat with the other cheerleaders?" asked Jack, pointing to the table with the rest of the squad.

"Because they're a bunch of stuck up snobs," said Sam, tossing some hair out of her face.

"Yeah," agreed Vala. "It's best just to ignore them."

Daniel walked past their table with another geeky looking kid. He waved at Jack. "Hey Jack," he said.

Jack smiled. "Hey Daniel."

Daniel went and sat down on a table at the opposite side of the cafeteria. Jack sort of felt sorry for him. He obviously didn't have very many friends, but then again, he could see why. It was like he had a sign above his head saying, 'Pick on Me! I'm a Nerd!'

"I heard what happened with you and Brad Roberts," said Janet. "You know he's gonna come after you."

Jack shrugged like he didn't care. "He can't go around slamming people into lockers," he said.

"So where did you move from?" Sam asked Jack.

"Minnesota," he said. "I moved here a few weeks ago."

"Do you like it here?"

He nodded. "Yeah, it's nice."

Jack threw the last of his meal away and headed for his next class with Sam, which was Physics. As they were walking, Jack couldn't help but notice how much her uniform showed off her chest. The uniform was blue and white, so it went with her eyes as well.

TBC

I'll try and update sometime next week. Let me know what you think.