author's note: okay here's the next chapter and once again it was written by my sister and not me. i might would write the chaps, but i've been busy working on other stuff, that and my sis just keeps going with the story. so, honestly, i don't really know where this story is going. anyway, i hope you enjoy this even though i didn't write it and please let me know what you think.

disclaimer: My sister and I do not own any part of Stargate SG-1 or Camp Rock.

Chapter 3

"Jack, slow down," Daniel said trying to keep up with his friend, "Where are we going?"

"To class. You know that already," Jack said, "I'm just trying to figure out where the heck our class is. Because if I don't find it soon, I'm gonna end up skipping."

"Okay, well where is this class supposed to be?"

"Don't you think if I knew, we'd be there already?"

"True. Why don't we just skip," Daniel suggested, "Well, not that I've ever skipped a class before, but now might be as good as any time to start."

"I really want to skip, but I also don't want to hear about it from Carter," Jack informed him as they got closer to a cabin, "Because you know darn well Hammond would end up finding out about it."

"Since when do you obey all the rules," Daniel asked.

"Since I don't want to be stuck as a seventeen year old forever," he said casting a glance at his friend, "Carter is the only one who knows how to operate that blasted machine."

"Good point," Daniel answered as he followed Jack up a set of steps, "Is this the right cabin?"

"Don't know, but we're about to find out."

The two walked into the room that already had kids chilling out sitting on the floor carrying on conversations. Jack took a minute to look around the room before he finally decided to go ask the two girls sitting next to each other talking, if this was the hip hop class. The one girl had straight, shoulder length brown hair, and she looked a little Hispanic. The other girl had curly hair, and a very colorful outfit.

"Hey," Jack started to get their attention, "Just wondering if this is the hip hop class?"

"Yeah, it is. I'm Caitlyn by the way," the curly haired girl said, "this is Mitchie."

"Hi," Mitchie said shyly.

"I'm Jack and this idiot is Daniel."

"Hi," the idiot in question said glaring at Jack.

"Get lost or something," Caitlyn asked.

"Yeah, it's our first time here," Daniel answered before Jack could. Daniel was kind of curious about this Mitchie girl. She was the one they had heard singing at Opening Jam or whatever it was. The girl that broke up with that one pop star. Daniel couldn't help it, he was very nosey by nature, but he liked to refer to it as cultural observation. He thought he might have to just do that.

"Come on Danny Boy, have a seat," Jack said pulling Daniel down to the floor.

Jack had looked around and noticed this one blond girl that kept looking their way. Okay, really she was looking at Danny Boy, but either way it was getting annoying. She had long, straight blond hair, and looked like she walked out of some clothes advertisement (that's how fancy smancy her clothes were). Jack decided he didn't like her. She looked way too self-absorbed, kind of reminded him of one of them blasted snakeheads. He was quite content to carry on with his observations of the overly vain blond, but then the dark haired boy with straight hair that they had met yesterday stalked into the room.

"Alright class, you all most likely know that I'm Shane Gray," Shane started, "and I'm going to be your teacher for this class. So let's start with some warm ups, then we'll move into basics, because I can see that we have some new students in the class."

Daniel noticed that Shane glanced quickly at Mitchie before he started teaching. He also noticed that she sent him a glare, but when he wasn't looking she watched every move he made. Oh yeah, there was definitely something still there with the two of them. Daniel wondered what he could do to maybe help them get over their differences. He was glad Jack couldn't read his thoughts because then he would be accused of being a matchmaker or cupid. Granted that is what he is thinking about doing, but that is just the romantic in him.

Jack gave Daniel a quick whack upside the head to get his attention.

"What," Daniel practically shouted, drawing the attention of everyone in the room.

"Is there a problem over here," Shane asked.

"Nope, no problem," Jack answered, "My friend here spaced a little, just trying to let him know it was time to get up and do some dancin'."

"Right," Shane said, turning back to the rest of the class shaking his head. Those two reminded him of his two nuts he calls friends. "Well, now that warm ups are done, I'm going to work you through some moves and then we will go from there."

Shane went through a series of moves with the whole class copying his actions with flawless accuracy. Well, everyone except Jack and Daniel, who didn't know the moves he was showing the class like everyone else apparently did. Daniel looked over at Jack with a look of utter surprise when he saw his friend getting the hang of the moves. Okay, he was actually doing the moves quite well. Daniel on the other hand danced worst than if he had two left feet. He tripped every time he moved.

"How did you ever survive running from the bad guys," Jack asked suppressing laughter.

"I'm lucky," Daniel dryly replied, "How is it you are catching onto this stuff so fast."

"Because like most people, I too have my secrets," Jack told him then danced off across the floor as Shane started showing some of the students that were catching on some more dance moves.

It seemed like an eternity to Daniel, who did end up tripping and falling more times then he cared to count, for the class to end. But like all good things, they come to an end. Well, at least until tomorrow.

"Okay, that actually was kind of fun," Jack said with a real grin on his face.

"Oh speak for yourself," Daniel scowled, "I think I'm gonna have bruises with bruises."

"Daniel, right," Shane asked coming to him.

"Yeah."

"I noticed you seemed to be having some problems," Shane smirked as Daniel nodded yes, "Well, I was thinking I could set you up with a tutor."

"A tutor," Daniel questioned.

"Yeah, Tess over there actually volunteered." He motioned to the blond, "So what do you think?"

"I guess," Daniel answered skeptically glancing at Jack who had a strange look on his face.

"Awesome, I'll let her know and you two can set up a time," Shane said walking off to tell Tess.

"What is it Jack?"

"One, I never thought I'd see a day when you needed a tutor," Jack smiled widely at his friend, then turning serious, "But there's something about that girl I don't trust."

"Jack, she's just a girl."

"I know, but don't forget our mission. It could be in one of these kids," Jack told Daniel, "Look, just be careful okay."

"Fine, you know me," Daniel smiled.

"That's what I'm afraid of," Jack informed him, "Come on Space monkey, it's lunch time and I'm hungry."

Daniel followed Jack out of the class room and they headed off in the direction of the cafeteria. They went in and got their food, then stopped to look around. Jack saw Sam and Teal'c already at a table, so he headed in that direction.

"So how was your first class," Sam asked excitedly.

"Surprisingly fun," Jack replied, "I actually learned something very important today."

"Indeed."

"Yep, Danny Boy here can't dance to save his life and now he is going to have a tutor."

"Thanks a lot Jack," Daniel sarcastically said as he ate some of his lunch.

"A tutor? Who's tutoring you," Sam asked Daniel with a huge smile plastered on her face as she tried to contain her laughter.

"Tess," Daniel said looking around, "She's the blond one over there."

Tess saw Daniel looking in her direction, so she gave him a smile and a wave. Daniel waved back, and then turned around with a grimace. Just great, this is so not what he wanted to do.

"Well, it was your idea, Danny Boy," Jack grinned.

"Thanks for the reminder."