A/N i have another point, I AM NOT IN YEAR 12... so i also dont know what it's like...lol

oh and a slight warning on this chapter, well the whole story i guess.. there will be SOME swearing, but not much. (Come on this is Jack O'Neill we're talking about )

okay, to the reviewers!! Thanks for all the people who explained the Amercian school system to me... umm i dont think i'll change it now and it seems a little confusing... we just have primary school and high school

and since i came up with this idea almost a year ago i've forgotton lots of the things i had planned so, i'm really stuck for ideas at the moment... if anyone has any suggestions, things like, what subjects they do, what the teachers are like, funny situations they could get into... i have all the main plot points, but a mass of exams and the like are slowly killing my imagination :(:(:(

ah well, holidays in 4 weeks!!! Arigato!

JACK FIGHTS THE SCHOOL BULLIES PT 1

Jack O'Neill

"THIS IS OUR SEATING AREA!!!" I yelled furiously, glaring at the group of yr 12 boys who were occupying the benches by the english block. It was a gang that was well known, led by the infamous Andrew, a large meaty looking thug whose face was permanantly set in a scowl. Andrew didn't like me. In fact, he hated me. This could be due to the fact that last year I broke his nose, THEN got him suspended for it. He was currently death-glaring me... not that his piggy eyes could get any smaller... Daniel tugged at my sleeve.

"C'mon Jack, it's not worth it, cant we just find somewhere else to sit?"

"NO!" I protested, returning Andrew's death-glare. He sniggered.

"Why dont you listen to your little geek friend O'Neill, looks like he's got the right idea."

Now i was really annoyed. NO ONE, and i mean NO ONE, called Daniel a geek in front of me. That was MY job, I was the only one who was allowed to make fun of his nerdish-leanings.

"What did you call him." I ground my teeth, sizing him up. Andrew did the same.

"I called him a geek, O'Neill." He replied, spitting out my name.

"A geek?" i asked, mildly interested, "oh, so you called him a geek?"

"Yeah, a GEEK. G-E-E-K, geek. Ya hear that?" He grunted, his piggish eyes narrowing even further.

"A geek? Why a geek, Andrew? Is it because he wears glasses? Would you like to wear glasses, because, i could arrange that for you."

Andrew grunted, momentarily confused. I took this time to smash him in the eye, propelling him backwards into his gang. I turned around, Daniel was already running.

"Good idea!" I pointed out, as Andrew started to advance on me.

"Run!" Daniel advised, and i did so, sprinting as fast as i could after him. Now this was one definite advantage i had over Andrew and his 'gang.' I was the second fasted sprinter in the grade. I tore around the side of the next building, accidently knocking over a gr 8er in the process. Taking a quick look behind me, i noticed that one of Andrew's minions was close behind me and gaining. He was large, dark-skinned and scary looking, and went by the name of 'T,' as nobody could pronounce his name. Swearing, i accelerated, dodging students and teachers. As i ran, i passed a surprised looking Samantha, who appeared out of nowhere.

"Sorry, cant talk right now!" I yelled as i passed her, T hot on my heels. I just had time to see Sam put her hands on her hips and shake her head, before i collided with a bench and flew 3 metres, smashing into the wall of the English block. T loomed over me. I looked around for support, only to see Daniel seemingly having a deep conversation with his history teacher, looking neat and tidy as if he'd never been running.

"Ah crap." I muttered, as T advanced on me. Suddenly, the bell rang. Relieved, i jumped up and shook T's hand, much to his surprise.

"Well, nice working with you... but, look at the time!! I have to go to english now, and um.. well, so do you, so.. i'll be off then!" With that i skipped around the corner and dashed to my classroom, only to find Daniel giving and a VERY disapproving look.

Daniel Jackson

Sometimes i do not believe Jack. It's only the second day of the year and he's already bashed some guy up. Okay okay, i know it was Andrew, and he WAS in our seating area, but does he have to solve everything by violence? I glared at him as he swung his bag up onto the portracks and pulled out his english book.

"That was a pretty stupid thing to do, Jack." I said.

"Yeah, i know," he replied, "I have a feeling i'm going to pay for that later..."

I turned around to find Sam watching us, interested. She and Janet were, of course, the first people at class.

"What did he do this time, Daniel?" She asked, sounding amused.

"Punched Andrew in the eye." I answered grimly. Sam looked shocked, Janet tried not to snigger.

"You PUNCHED someone?"

"Yep." Jack said proudly. I rolled my eyes. Sam stared at us appalled.

"You.....punched... someone..." She said repteated slowly.

"Well it was Andrew.." Jack replied, sounding slightly defensive. Luckily at that moment our teacher Mrs Keating appeared, and let us all into the classroom. Ah, english. It is by far everyones favourite subject. Well, everyone in extension english anyway. (dont ask me how jack got in to extension english, please dont. I have a feeling that he bribed the teacher.. either that or he has hidden talents...) Mrs Keating is quiet possibly the best teacher in the school. (and the hottest, oh, did i say that?) She has a way of making even the most boring topic seem interesting. (A/N may i just take this opportunity to point out that i really have no idea what the year 12s do in any subject, let alone english.. so i shall just make some stuff up ideas would be great, arigato)

Actually at the moment, she had decided to give our grammar a review. Considering how many teachers in the school had attemped to teach us grammar, all failing miserably. (A/N this actaully happened to me last year, my teacher was hopeless. Damn that grammar)

"Good morning class." She started, leaning on her trademark lecturn.

"Good morning." Jack offered.

"Yes, thankyou Jack." She said, rolling her eyes. I looked over to where Sam and Janet were sitting, they were whispering, slightly uncharacteristically. Next to them T was listening attentively. Jack was also staring in that direction. Ever so slowly, T turned his head and looked at Jack. Yes, he looked at him. Positively the most scary thing that has ever existed. Jack attempted to look back, but his mind powers weren't strong enough to rival T, and he was forced to look away. It seemed that Sam had observed all of this, as much as she says she hates us and avoids us, she takes alot of interest in what we do. Strangely enough. Looking back at Jack, i saw that he was desperately trying to catch Sam's eye. I shook my head and wacked him with my book.

"Daniel Jackson!" Mrs Keating said with mock-sterness. "Did i just witness you hitting Jack with your textbook?"

"Yes miss." She smiled sweetly.

"Nice work! 10 points for Daniel, Jack, detention at lunch time." Jack sputtered.

"What!?!?!" He protested.

"I know you punched Andrew at morning tea." She accused, pointing her finger. Everyone in the class began to snigger behind their hands. "And anyone who i catch sniggering can join him!" The sniggering ceased disturbingly quickly. Mrs Keating went back to her grammar lesson.

"Teachers pet." Jack muttered to me. "You hit me and you're fine. But i hit Andrew and i get detention."

"There's a slight different between casual hitting and smashing someone, jack." I muttered back.

"Smartarse." he said under his breath.

"I heard that."

"So did i!" Mrs Keating said. "Double detention tomorrow!"

Jack groaned and fell forward onto his desk.

A/N there we go!!! umm.. i know the endings a little dodgy... i kinda got stuck for ideas :( so, if you have any suggestions, press that little button down there and all shall be well.