A/N: I'M BAAAACK! Yes that's right u gotta put up with me again lol! I had exams…and then school and pulls hair out Way too much hassle!

But here's an idea I played with in an X-Files fic…thought I'd see if it works here….(I wrote that XF fic when I was like 13 lol)

Title: SGC Elementary

Pairings: Sam/Jack…possibly Daniel/Janet?

Spoilers: none to my knowledge

Season: shrugs not really important…

Warnings: I haven't written for a while? Lol it might be a horrible fic…but I don't think there's any content warnings lol

Summary: SG-1 are all eight year's old and going to the same primary school, humour me and pretend a few things aren't exactly like on the show…

Chapter 1
Classrooms

Samantha Carter grabbed her bag and ran out the door of her house.

"Sam!" a voice called from inside.

She stopped dead in her tracks and turned around.

"Yes Dad?" she asked.

"Don't forget your lunch," he said.

"I have it…I'm gonna miss my bus," she replied, bouncing on the edge of the stairs, wanting to run down them to the street.

"And be home by 4:30," he said.

"Dad….I have to go," she said.

"Where's your brother?" her dad appeared in the door, as if he'd just realised he had two kids.

"He left 20 minutes ago, rode his bike to school," Sam looked at the street.

Her bus drove past.

"Looks like I'll be doing the same," she said, turning to leave.

"No you're not…you are not riding you're bike to school young lady, eight is much too young to be riding around the streets by yourself," her Dad snapped.

She rolled her eyes. "OK then drive me…."

Jacob Carter stared at his eight-year-old daughter for a moment and sighed. "You can ride your bike," he said, turning around and walking back into the house, shutting the door behind him.

Sam creased her forehead in confusion and bounced down the stairs, grabbing her bike from the side of the house and riding to school in five minutes. She slid to a stop outside the school gates and looked in. She had just moved house, as they did every couple of months due to her father's job, it was her first day at her new school and she didn't know anyone. Her brother had gone off to the junior high around the corner earlier, he was due to start junior high that year anyway, so it was nothing different to what he would've had to go through anyway.

But Sam was quite happy at her last elementary school.

Another bike skidding to a halt beside her. She turned to see a scraggly looking boy with a checked shirt and brown pants. He had blue eyes, surrounded by big glasses and brown floppy hair. He also looked at the school.

"I hate new schools," he mumbled, not seeming to notice Sam was there.

"Me too," she replied.

He jumped slightly. "Hi...sorry I didn't see you there…I'm Daniel."

"I'm Sam," she replied, holding out her hand.

Daniel reached forward and shook it. "Nice to meet you…glad I'm not the only one new."

"Me too," Sam replied. "So where'd you come from?"

"Egypt," Daniel replied. "Parents were studying the tomb of an ancient pharaoh no one's ever heard of…"

"They're Egyptologists?" Sam asked.

"No, well I suppose…more like archaeologists," Daniel grinned proudly. "What bout you're parents?"

"Daddy's in the Air For…"

Before she finished her sentence she was cut off by the loud ringing of the school bell. She looked up at the sign. "South Glen Colorado - Elementary School" it read. Two guys walked past towards the school entrance. One of them was playing with a yoyo, but as they walked everyone seemed to move away from them, as if they were the coolest of the cool. The one with the yoyo was wearing baggy jeans, a red t-shirt and a black jacket, he had scuffed shoes and brown hair which stuck up in all directions from underneath his baseball cap. The other one was a tall, big, black guy with a shaved head. He wore green army patterned pants and a black t-shirt.

"I wonder who they are…" Sam said.

Daniel opened his mouth as if to reply, but then closed it again, watching the two guys curiously. "I wonder..." he said thoughtfully, then shook his head.

"You wonder?" Sam asked.

"I wonder where we're supposed to line up," Daniel said quickly.

A short girl with brown hair in pigtails, wearing a pink skirt and purple jumper walked past just at that moment.

"Excuse me," Sam said.

The girl turned around and smiled politely. "Yes?"

"Where are we supposed to be?" Sam asked.

"Oh," the girl grinned. "You're new! Yay I love meeting new people. What year level are you in?"

"Third grade," Daniel replied.

She smiled even wider. "Yay you're with me! Come on I'll show you where to go!"

She grabbed both their arms and skipped towards the rest of the school.

"I'm Janet," she said. "Who are you guys?"

"I'm Daniel Jackson and this is Sam," Daniel said.

"Samantha Carter," Sam finished.

"Cool," Janet replied, joining the end of one of the lines.

They stood there for a couple of minutes before the teachers all came out and found their classes. One by one the classes all disappeared into the building, the third grade class seemed to be the last one to leave.

Their teacher was a short, slightly overweight, bald man who seemed nice enough. But Sam was reminded of someone who would work in the military with her dad, not a third grade teacher. He lead their class to a classroom on the top floor of the building and they all sat down at chosen tables in pairs. Sam chose to share a table with Daniel, considering Janet already seemed to know most of the people in the building.

"Now class, I'm going to be your teacher for this year, my name's Mr Hammond," he smiled at everyone. "Now I know who some of you are because I taught you in first grade, but there are a lot of new faces. We'll start with the roll."

He read names off the list. When it came to Sam's name and she raised her hands and announced she was there, most of the class turned to stare at her. The same thing happened when Daniel's name was called out.

"Jack O'Neill," Mr Hammond called.

"Yasureyabetcha," a voice came from behind.

Sam looked backwards slightly at the row behind her where the two boys she had seen earlier were sitting. The one with the yoyo – who was still playing with it – raised his hand lazily to acknowledge he was there.

"Murray Taylor," was a couple of names later, Sam was still looking back at Jack. She moved her eyes to the boy sitting next to him. He was sitting upright in his chair, feet planted on the ground. As his name was called he raised his hand straight into the air. When he noticed Sam staring at her he raised an eyebrow, but he didn't smile or seem to acknowledge her in any other way.

She spun back around to face the front.

Janet leaned over from the desk next to her. "I wouldn't be scared of him, he's nice, really…just a bit odd sometimes, comes from some place far away. But he's nice."

"If you say so…" she nodded at Jack. "What bout him?"

"That depends if you're on his good or bad side," Janet said. "Murray there tends to take Jack's lead, I s'pose he trusts him or somethink."

"Ms Frasier, do you have a problem you'd like to share with the class?" Mr Hammond asked.

Janet froze and snapped back into her position at her table. "No sir."

"Good," Mr Hammond said. "Well I thought we'd start with getting to know each other. I'm going to put you in groups of six and I want you to get to know everyone in your group."

He read out names. Sam heard her name and wandered to the corner where he'd told her to go and sit. A couple of seconds later she was joined by Janet and Daniel. Then by another boy who had a really big smile on his face, and blue eyes with light brown hair. He was wearing a tight navy blue t-shirt and red tracksuit pants. Then Jack and Murray both came and sat down with them.

"Hey Frasier," Jack said to Janet as he sat down, he then continued to look at the other three. "Hi, I'm Jack."

"Samantha Carter," Sam said. "But you can call me Sam."

Jack raised his eyebrow. "Of course…Sam…and you?"

"Jonas," the other boy answered, smiling. "Nice to meet you."

He held out his hand, Jack ignored it and turned to Daniel.

"Long time no see," he said.

"You too," Daniel said, smiling.

Sam looked surprised. She hadn't expected these two to be friends. They were complete opposites, well from what she'd seen. Jack obviously noticed the look of surprise on her face.

"Summer camp," he said. "Long story…"

Daniel smiled mischievously.

"This is T-man," Jack said, pointing at Murray.

Murray smile slightly in the corner of his mouth and nodded his head, but remained silent.

Jonas pulled a banana out of his lunchbox which he had sitting on his lap and started eating it. The entire circle watched him.

"Hungry?" Jack asked.

"Mmmm hmm," Jonas replied.

Sam smothered a smile.

"So, where bouts you from?" Jack looked at Sam.

"California last," Sam replied.

"Last? How many places you lived?" Jack asked.

"Lots…daddy's in the Air Force," Sam replied.

"Air Force? Ha…so you hang out on all those bases and stuff? So do I, my dad's in the Air Force too…he's a General," Jack said.

"So's mine," Sam retorted.

"Is not," Jack said.

"You wanna bet?"

"I don't believe you, you're just a weak little girl.'

"Oh yeah? I bet I could beat you in an arm wrestle any day."

"Could not."

"Could to."

"Could not."

"Could to."

"Could not."

"Could to."

"Ok fine then, arm wrestle…"

"I think not Mr O'Neill," Mr Hammond said from behind them.

They all looked up at him.

"That's enough for today, we're going to start classwork now," Hammond walked back over to his desk.

The six eight-year-olds got up off the ground and walked back to their desks. It was only another hour or so till recess.

A/N: PLEASE REVIEW!! I know nothing's really happened yet

But it WILL I promise!