Amanda
Next generation SG-1. AU (Alternate Universe)
Disclaimer: I own the next generation, the plot, but I do wish I owned SG-1 specifically to kill Jonas Quinn. HE REPLACED DANIEL!!!!!!!!! Don't worry about me, I'm perfectly fine. I own all the characters minus SG-1 and Janet Fraiser.
Janet and Daniel never married, same with Jack and Sam, but Sam's married to Jonas.
Amanda O'Neill-16
Gabriel Carter-Quinn-16
Nick Jackson - 16
Monica Fraiser-16
Justin Tavarscuea-16
'Amanda' called someone from behind her, in the bustling school corridors. 'Wait up, will you?'
'Keep up Nick, its not my problem' snapped Amanda, glaring at her cousin, who put his hands up in a defensive sign. Amanda was just like her father, her eyes glazed over whenever someone started talking about maths or science, but boy was she good with computers and PE. Where's Nick was the complete opposite he was just a nerd.
'Did you hear we've got a new student?' asked Nick rocking up and down on the balls of his feet she just looked at him strangely. Nick basically never got like this unless it had to do with schoolwork.
'For crying out loud. Nick who gives a fuck. Look I'm at school be glad I even turned up' Nick just snorted.
'Yeah and you're dad would kill you other wise' replied Nick.
'And you're mum wouldn't' snarled Amanda, other students around them tried to avoid the 'fighting' cousins, but someone wasn't so lucky.
It was Gab's first day at his new school and quickly picked up the rules like no students are to try to help you until the Preps get first look at you, after that if they don't like you, you can pick any group to hang out with. Staring down at the piece of paper with his locker number on it, he wasn't looking where he was going.
'Yo Carter watch where you're going' said a voice, startled Gabriel came face to face with a dark brunette girl trying to glare at him and the guy next to him. The girl's hair wasn't neatly kept like most students there and she seemed out of place in her army clothes, and ugly looking military style baseball cap (guess who's it is).
'Sorry' he said, he couldn't keep his eyes off the beauty in front of him.
'Hey don't worry about Manda. She's just flunked maths again, man, you're dads' going to kill you' the moment the words left Nick's mouth, he realised how close to the truth he'd hit.
'Thanks Nicky, remember after this you're ASS is MINE' the guy in front of her was cute looking, he had to be the new kid, basically because going to a small school like their's meant you knew everyone.
'Where are my manners, I'm Gab Carter, yes I am a guy and you two are?' the cousins looked at each other nervously one thing ran through their minds, had he been sorted, if he had the Preps might have chosen him meaning he sure as hell wouldn't be talking to them.
'Just curious have you been sorted?' a nausea feeling began in the bottom of Nick's stomach he had seen that look once before and he knew Amanda had fallen for the new kid badly.
Careful Manda, he might just hurt you're heart, he thought, she had only just gotten over Justin, the bastard had been playing her the whole time. The last thing he wanted was for her to be hurt again, ever since her parents had divorced (no Jack didn't marry Sam), she told him everything visa versa.
Gabriel just shrugged his shoulders and he then realised just how bad it was when the girl went pale and the boy next to her placed a hand on her shoulder. 'No, I don't think so. Is that bad?' and Amanda just laughed hollowly.
God, how stupid can this boy be, she thought, her hoped to go out with him had just been destroyed.
'Yeah seriously, follow us' ordered Nick, almost like a zombie Amanda just followed mutely.
She seems good at following orders, so anyway, though Gabriel, thinking about the girl called Manda, his eyes on their own accord stared at her butt. Amanda was becoming self-conscious, she wasn't used to some one paying this much attention, not since *sigh* Justin, she had forgotten the feeling of knowing you had all the power you wanted in the palm of your hand.
Sitting on the benches Monica watched as the squad trained, she was out for a couple of weeks only because she had gotten into a fight with Carla, over who was the top cheerleader, not to mention the finals were in 3 weeks time. The door to the gym swung open and in entered the local and only female jock, and followed by the biggest nerd to walk the Earth "probably", and a human deity followed him. Her eyes narrowed unto slits when she realised he hadn't been sorted.
'What do you want?' Monica just got out the last time Amanda had been anywhere near her, the girl (Amanda) had already broken her nose.
'Listen Fraiser, I didn't come here to fight, the new kid has to be sorted'. Never had she heard Amanda become a negotiator, Monica wasn't surprised if Amanda had started half the fights that where started in the school, and not to mention she had a habit of winning. Justin, Amanda's ex, now her boy friend was just getting over a black eye he had gotten when she had found out the truth, Amanda had almost bashed the shit of out him, well not really.
'Get over yourself' snapped Monica, opening her bag up. Gabriel watched in morbid fascination, as Amanda grabbed the other girl's wrist and twisted it backwards.
'Listen to me and listen to me carefully Fraiser, I don't give a fuck about your confidence problem' *slam* Amanda was thrown away from Monica and looked up to meet the eyes of her ex.
'Shove it Justin, I don't have time to listen to your preaching' struggling to get up, Justin had to give her points for the fact no matter how much strength he used, she would always try to get up.
Shoving the boy out of his way, Gabriel offered her a hand up, Amanda's eyed widened as he made the biggest social mistake in the whole entire school. Pushing past Gabriel she stood in front of Justin, craning her neck only slightly she stared up into his eyes.
'You know he's going to pay, right' said Justin calmly, every one stopped what they were doing to watch as the leader of the Preps and the leader of the Social Outcasts come to an understanding.
'I know' were the only words that could be heard, no way was she going to give up that easily. It just wasn't in her blood. 'I'll take his punishment' she whispered hoarsely.
Shit, she's really lost it, thought Justin, running his finger through his hair, staring down at her. 'Fine if your sure about that' agreed Justin finally, this went against all the social ruled that ruled their lives and what they played by.
Walking out of the gym, with Amanda following like a good little puppy, everyone formed a circle around them. Curling his hand up into a fist, Justin pulled his hand back *slam* went his fist into the side of Amanda's jaw, falling to the ground like a rag doll. Staring up through the tears her jaw felt like hell.
'Shit' she muttered, everything around her seemed to spin faster and faster raising her head slightly, her eyes rolled into the back of her head, and her head hit the hard cement beneath her, causing everyone to wince.
'How do you feel?' asked an over chirpy voice, staring up at the dark ceiling Amanda tried to will herself to sleep. 'Up you get!' Struggling to swing her feet over the side of the bed, she couldn't help looking at her reflection in the mirror facing her.
God, I look like shit, sighing she rubbed her eyes, a large bruise forming on the side of her face, almost reaching her eye.
'The Principal would like to see you' said the Nurse, picking up her bag the only thought on her Amanda's mind was, I seriously don't need this. Walking out of the Nurse's office, Amanda made her way towards her certain doom.
Is this what dad felt like every time he took a mission, being not sure if he'll live to tell the tale, she thought. Knocking on the office door twice, she heard a muffled 'enter'.
'Hello Miss. O'Neill, the Principal will be with you in a moment' said the secretary; Amanda could understand why everyone believed the Principal and the secretary were having an affair. As the minuted ticked past, the more restless she got, playing with her hair Amanda closed her eyes.
'He's ready for you' those four words had been drilled into her head since year 7. Stepping into the okay furnished office, Amanda knew one thing their Principal didn't have a good taste in interior decor, it didn't matter who you were you could tell that straight away.
'Good afternoon Principal Winner' she greeted, only when she came face to face with the man that held her future in the palm of his hand did she layer on the politeness.
'Miss O'Neill, how long has it been since you're last visit?' she knew what he was talking about, he should be glad I haven't started racking up body counts yet. 'As like all students you know our policy on fights, I've already talked to Mr. Jackson and Mr. Tavarscuea, they both say you were protecting the new student from Mr. Tavarscuea, but that does not change my options. I have to' as Principal Winner stopped to take a breath, Amanda was left hanging, (I'm not sure how it goes so bare with me).
Dad's going to kill me if I get expelled, she thought, in her lap her fingers were fidgeting with the hem of her top.
'I'm sorry Miss O'Neill, but you're suspended for the next week' with Principal Winner trying to look stern, Amanda got up and walked out of the room.
'Amanda is it true?' asked Nick, with his cousin clearing out her locker for what she'd need at home. 'I mean you getting suspended.'
'For crying out loud, Nick, shut up' she snapped, slamming her locker door shut Amanda stormed her way to the front.
'Hey Mandy wait up' called Justin, her back muscles tensed up when he used that cursed nicknames.
'Get lost will you' said Amanda, stopping at the garden to stare at the highway in front of the school.
'Sorry, I heard you took the rap' apologised Justin, leaning against the garden wall next to her. 'Thanks anyway'. Seeing a familiar 4 wheel drive pull up in the car park, Justin ran away almost leaving a fire trail behind him.
'Amanda here now!' called her father, stalking over to her father she stood in front of him, looking up at him defiantly. 'Get in the car'.
Getting on the highway father and daughter sat in the awkward silence, leaning over Amanda surfed the radio channels settling for some 80's station, blindly Jack turned it off.
'Hey what did you do that for' she could see the father tighten his grip on the steering wheel, then she knew she was it for it.
'For crying out loud Amanda, did you win?' questioned her father, giving him a small grin it quickly disappeared as fast as it had appeared.
'It wasn't really a fight, more like punishment. See this new kid, Carter turned up, well the Preps hadn't seen him, basically Monica and I had a little 'talk' Carter got in the way, and I took his rap'. Jack could see the leader in her flaring to life.
I wonder when Sam got back? thought Jack, since he had retired he hadn't heard from her (Sam). 'Have fun?'
'Yeah sure, its real fun getting punched in the face. You should try it soon' she snapped harshly, crossing her arms Jack knew what was going to happen next...sulking, it had to be an art she had mastered over the years. At 6 months she had been a hand full, and over the years she got worse, now at 16 she was almost exactly like him at her age.
'You're mother called' mentioned Jack, watching as his daughter tensed up. 'She wants to see you'.
'No way in hell' replied Amanda, staring out the car window. I need to get a life, she thought, playing with her hair, it was a nervous habit she had to play with her hair, since last summer her life seemed to be falling apart around her. (First of all Amanda and Jack live in the Cabin, so don't ask).
'Space Monkey, you heard?' asked Jack.
Lying on her back Amanda stared up at the ceiling, she could hear her father talking on the phone. This is seriously boring, rolling onto her stomach, her eyes wandered around her room, glaring at her computer like it had started the whole thing, picking up her teddy bear she chucked it across the room.
'Amanda you have a project' called her father, not bothering to give him an answer, leaning over the side of her bed she pulled out her history book and a note pad.
Flicking through the textbook till she came to a picture of Hathor. Fuck this! she screamed silently, staring at the image of the goddess, her thoughts wondered to what it would be like to be a Gou'ld.
2 years later
Tugging her recently shoulder length hair, Amanda picked at the threads of her Graduation gown. 'Calm down Manda' persuaded Nick, he was starting to lose feeling in his hand mostly because she was gripping it so tight, next to her sat the infamous Monica Fraiser and her boy friend Justin.
'I tell you Carter isn't going to pass' Justin gloated, since Gabriel had arrived at their school, he had paid for what had happened to Amanda many times over.
'Sorry to break you're fun Justin, but he's here' said Monica, having time to glance over her mirror to see the source of most of their troubles walking towards them.
In the crowd Jack stood patiently, waiting for Janet Fraiser and her husband, while Daniel's wife, Jack's little sister Ashley was going through a stage were she was obsessed of taking photos of Nick, turning up in the weirdest place was Jonas Quinn holding hands with Sam. Turing his head, Jack paid his attention to his daughter laughing at something Nick said. I wish Kathryn was here, he thought, it was obvious that Amanda and her mother never got along, who she called a controlling-ho, but it still would have been nice.
'Ready' whispered Jonas, in Sam's ear, gripping his hand tighter Jonas was sure she was beginning to cut the circulation off.
'As I'll ever be' Sam replied nervously, walking up Sam and Jonas stood in front of Janet and her husband (she had never met) Cassie, Daniel and his wife and Jack.
'Carter' said Jack, only acknowledging her for a moment, before they all turned their attention to the stage.
'Welcome' said Principal Winner. 'Today we'll witness the graduation of Class '20'. (I'm not going to include speech etc.). Reaching over his girl friend Justin ruffled Amanda's hair affectionately, earning a nervous smile.
'Carter, Gabriel' called their year advisor Mr. Benedict, ripples of laughter could be hear through the crowd of teens gathered, silencing them with a glare Principal Winner nervously looked out to the parents at the back of the crowd.
'Fraiser, Monica' taking a deep breath as she passed, Monica received pats of the back and 'good lucks', stepping up on the stage. She became light headed, with each step she felt heavier and heavier, gripping her diploma and shaking Principal Winner's hand, she released a breath she didn't even know she was holding.
'Jackson, Nick' yanking his hand out of Amanda's iron grip. Waving to his mother and dad in the back, Nick plastered his big dopey smile on his face passing Justin, Nick heard Justin mutter something about crack (the drug) and books.
Go Nick, though Amanda, as the rest of her fellow students around her dissipated, it wasn't until last minute did she realise she was up next.
'O'Neill, Amanda' closing her eyes opening she looked towards her prize the beginning of the isle towards the stage. As she passed Justin, he gave hand a squeeze, he knew the probable chance of Amanda passing out before reaching the stairs, it was a side effect of her being the centre of attention.
This isn't happening, this is so not happening, she thought nervously, smiling brightly she tried not to think about what she was doing. Principal Winner was surprised that Amanda had gotten this far, but he was pretty sure she'd never actually make something of her. Looking down his nose at Amanda, he mentally sneered at the girl, this was the kind of trash he tried to stop from Graduating, yet some how the girl seemed to slip through all his traps. Glaring at her Principal, Amanda wondered how he would like her Farewell 'gift' she gave them, as long as Nick and no one else slipped up she was in the clear.
'Well done' said Principal Winner, passing Amanda her diploma, gripping it hard as her imagination began to play up, shaking Winner's hand.... a blinding light was emitted from the stage, as it died down Amanda was no longer there....it could only mean one thing....
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