Daniel sat in the back row of the huge half empty classroom, damn it was so boring sometimes. He already knew everything which didn't make the situation any better. The teacher was just going on and on about same thing that he had been repeating for the last twenty minutes of the class.

Giving out a lowl sigh, he looked at his notebook and flipped through his notes, all of them neat and perfect like always. He straved for prefection there wasn't anything he couldn't figure out, if you said it was a fact he would do anything he could to see if it was the truth.

"Daniel Jackson!".

The boy slightly startled from hearing his name looked up, "yes sir?" he asked looking around the class slightly paranoid. Why were people looking at him...was he daydreaming again?

"Since your so fond of paying attention maybe you could answer this question" the teacher said and pointed to the board.

Daniel gave another sigh, another easy question. Rolling his eyes looking at the problem. This was easy just carry it over...what was this teacher? From kindergarten?

When the bell rang, signaling the end of the bell. Daniel hurried out, he hated collage so boring and pointless. At first he thought it would be challenging but now..he seemed smarter then the other teachers. Thinking to himself, he never really paid some attention to where he was walking.

Next thing he knew he stummbled into someone, books flying to the ground and glasses being kicked odd to the corner of the hallway. "Ugh...", Daniel rubbed his head from the fall quickly getting his senses back.

"What the hell is wrong with you?".

Daniel blinked hearing the voice, it was different from the other teachers he knew. Gathering his books he quickly stood up to look at the man he ran into.

"Here before you go blind as a bat" the dark voiced man said.

Reaching out the student took his glasses and pushed them up onto his nose. Daniel could see the man more clearly now. He was a bit taller then him by two inches, a little well bit almost muscled in a way. He looked good for his age which made Daniel's cheeks flush a bit thinking about it.

"Umm...thank you...Mr..", he wanted to know his name, there was something that drove him mad with interest for this one human being. Never before feeling this feeling.

"O'Neil, Jack O'Neil" the man replied and exstended a hand out to him.

"Daniel Jackson, pleasure" he said nervously reaching out and shaking his hand. The mans handshake was firm and strong, feeling his fingers brushing along his smooth skin as he pulled his hand away. Daniel watched the man as he turned and started walking, he was kinda cute...the thought made him shake and run a hand through his hair. Giving a sigh he turned and headed down the hallway to the front door of the uiversity and grabbed the rest of the books he needed for his afternoon classes.