why hello there :) hihihihihihi!!! welcome to my first Stargate ficcy!!!! hehe :D umm.... yes... (whistles out of tunely)

Sam - yayayayayay!!! You FINALLY decided to get off your lazy ass and write something!!!!!!

Miandre - well, yes.. i did actually :)

Sam - yaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaay!!! story!! story!! story story story story... oh JAAAAAAAAACK!!!

Jackson - what???

Sam - Miandre wrote our fanfiction!!!!!!!

Jackson - YAY!! GO MI!!!!!!! (dances around crazily)

Sam - (grabs jackson and starts dancing with him)

ummm... ignore them.... they like to interrupt like that

A/N Okay.. i know this is a little weird.. but when i came up with this idea, it was the last day of school and we were at a theme park and all my friends were off on rides but i was feeling sick so i had a whole day of sitting on a bench hiding behind a pair of sunglasses...

... and i started to think... i wonder what it would be like if sg1 went to school together?? Would they be friends? Enemies? What WOULD they be like as teenagers?? Then i decided, "i HAVE to write this down"

so here it is

oh yeah.. i have no idea about the school system in america.. . so this is kindof set in australia.... and just to fill you in we have 7 years of primary school and then 5 years of high school (well, where i come from anyway) meh.. its just random :) have fun: (or be scared)

(btw if there anyone who's from america reads this could you possibly give me some hints about the american school system or american words or anything...?)

YEAR 12

Sam Carter

Year 12. Finally, our senior year had arrived. We were the top of the school now, we had responsibility, we had a purpose, and we had so much more work! It was going to be fun.

The year started fairly normal, we met in the hall for a whole school assembly, where each grade was instructed by their year level coordinator. Then the separate form classes split up, to receive their new timetables.

'Hummm,' Janet said, examining her timetable, 'Nothing much has changed since last year...'

'Thats good.' I commented, as we walked through the corridor and into the playground. 'First???'

'Maths.'

'Physics for me.'

'Have fun!' she grinned.

'Oh I will.' I said, completely and utterly serious. 'Physics is fascinating.'

'I'm sure it is.' She laughed. 'You're going to be a scientist when you leave school, I can just tell.'

I shrugged. 'Oh, I thought I might join the airforce.' I said offhandedly. 'You??'

'I'm going to study medicine.' This surprised me.

'Thats new, when did you decide that??'

'In the holidays/vacation.' she smiled. 'But we'll have to get through this year first.'

'I know wont it be fu...' I started to say, then stopped mid-sentence. 'Oh no.'

'What?'

But she didn't have to ask. There he was...fresh from an eight week break and back to terrorise the school. That same smug look plastered on his annoyingly gorgeous face, that bragging drawl and know-it-all swagger...who else but mr look-at-me-i-own-this-school-because-i'm-better-than-everybody-else Jack O'Neill.

Janet grinned. 'Oh, I'm sure this year will be lots of fun!' she said, nudging me. I groaned.

'Not again! not this year, please!'

But my worst fears were confirmed as he saw me, and waved. I stared cooly back. ok, new tactic...ignore at all costs...I would not let even Jack, ruin my senior year.

'I'll see you at break then.' I said to Janet, and started off in the direction of the science block.

Jack O'Neill

Year 12. The year where school work would finally catch up with me. But that was ok, as long as I had Daniel to copy off. I knew that we'd become friends for a reason. Not that I really cared about school or anything...but I actually felt good about returning to this place. I mean, it was my final year, I might as well make the most of it.

I met Daniel after assembly and we started walking towards the maths block. It was an annoyingly bright and sunny day. The senior grades all seemed to be walking in small groups, talking in hushed voices, while the younger grades (some of which seemed to have got themselves lost already) were running around excitedly, yelling to each other across the playground as if they owned the place. Though it was called that, the centre of the school was hardly a playground. It was just a strip of bitumen that separated the all the seperate classrooms, where the students gathered in summer to play various ball games or just sit and talk. Mostly it was avoided in winter, everyone congregated in the hall at break, preferring to take the long way around through the corridors to their classes.

Daniel seemed to be telling me about something that happened to him over the holidays/vacation, but i wasn't really listening. I scanned the crowd for familiar faces, enemies, friends, people to avoid...

We had just reached the corridor that led to the english block, when I saw her. Samantha Carter. The girl of my dreams. Long blond hair, gorgeous smile, sparkling blue eyes... did it matter that she thought I was a complete loser (well did have 'dickhead' but my dad decided that it was too rude a word for me to use (dont ask me why he was reading my fanficion) he also went and turned all my i's into I's and fixed up my capitals. glares) with no life??? Not one bit. I smirked. Man this year was gonna be good.

Daniel also seemed to be looking in the same direction. He fixed me with a stern look.

'Jack, we both know that this year is far too important to be playing childish games.'

I grinned.

'Childish games??' I asked innocently. 'Who's playing childish games??'

He frowned.

'Cant you give her a break this year???'

'Oh, I dont think so. It's too fun to resist.' To prove this statement, I waved in her general direction. She said something to Janet, who seemed to be laughing, then gave me one of her famous I-dont-care-so-do-your-worst looks. Oh don't worry, I thought to myself. I will. You just wait.

Daniel Jackson.

Well here we were, back at school again. This was it I guess. Our final year. It started off fairly normally. I located Jack after assembly, then immediately wished I hadn't, because the first thing he said to me was to boast about his new playstation game. I ignored him for a while, then annoyed him back by giving a very boring recount of all the fascinating new things I'd learned over the holidays/vacation. I stopped when he saw Sam. I could tell before I'd even seen her, he had that smirking look on his face. I lectured him about giving up The Game but he was being stubborn as usual so I gave up. After all this, I felt generally sorry for Sam. It had started as a game, a harmless bet, but, as disasterous as the consequences had been, I had a feeling that Jack was not going to give up. Not now that it was his final year at high school. It was a pride thing you see. And he was under some strange delusion that he was going to win.

Ah well, I thought. We'll see. Little did I know how many twists and turns this year held for us. But we were sure about to find out.

A/N there we go, if it sucks, do tell. If it doesn't, then click that little review button over there and all shall be well If i dont get any reviews.. i prolly wont keep writing.. though i might anyway just to annoy people .... lol. Arigatou!!