AN: Thank you again for reviews but there are a couple of things I'd like to say.
1. As I stated in the beginning, this is an AU story, and most importantly 2. They are OOC. Sometimes they are, and sometimes they're not, it just depends.

Anyway, back to business. This chapter was inspired by the song "After Hours" by We Are Scientists.

Disclaimer: This never happened in any of the books, and we are certainly not Stephenie Meyer.

It seemed like forever and I must have found a thousand different ways to sit in one chair. Hour by hour it changed; one hour I found myself actually just lying on the table, but not without having Jessica yell that she'd snitch on me five minutes later. So much for not talking…

This was the most unfair punishment ever. Even if I did do something, no one should have to sit through this…hell, and apparently there were six more hours to go.

Oh joy…

After the millionth time of me playing over the last couple of days over in my head, I decided that I should just start writing my paper for something to do…and to get it over with.

Good decision making…

As I mulled the topic over my train of thought, I was cut off by Jessica's nasally voice.

Just like every other half hour, Jessica tried to get Jasper's attention, and like every other time, he didn't even acknowledge her.

No, he was too busy writing in his notebook to notice what she was doing.

"Jasper, Jasper!" I rolled my eyes.

"Have you forgotten the fact that he is deaf?" I said, only half joking.

She turned her narrowed eyes to me. "I don't think I was talking to you."

I just shrugged, ignoring her lack of common sense and went to writing again.

I heard her exasperated sigh, as she complained. "I'm bored!"

I just really wanted to tell her to close her nasty little mouth, but I resisted. I couldn't write, I could barely think, so I turned my attention to Jasper instead.

He's an excellent distraction, I thought.

Jasper was sitting a couple tables away; he was faced towards me, but was too focused on whatever he was doing to notice me staring.

The sleeves of his shirt were pushed up to his forearm and his golden hair was hanging slightly in his face, just tempting me to move it for him. I noticed his foot absentmindedly tapping, making me smile.

I found myself thinking about how his moods changed all the time. He was so mystifying, one moment it seems like he is about to say something, or do something, and a second later he runs off seeming angry. At me or himself, I'm not sure, and I think that's what made him so hard to read.

Just as my last thought left my mind I was met with a pair of dark blue eyes. There was a sexy smile forming on Jasper's lips when he caught me staring and I felt my face start to go red as I tried to look away as fast as I could. Which led me to look at what Jessica was doing; I mean I hadn't heard her complain in more than five minutes, that's got to be some record.

When I saw her I almost laughed out loud. Jessica was sleeping with her head down on the desk, drooling. I felt like I should capture this fulfilling memory on film, but decided against stooping down to her level.

I let my eyes wander around the library, mostly trying to stall from having to look at Jasper again. It was actually large compared to the other buildings of the small school, but they could hardly say they had a collection.

There were shelves and sections everywhere, but only a select few books here and there, scattered and most likely out of place. Well that would explain why they mostly use this place for detention.

For lack of anything to really look at in the practically empty library my eyes ventured back to Jasper, I breathed a sigh of relief as I saw that he was back to looking down at his notebook.

I noticed that he looked anguished though. His mouth was pulled into a slight frown and I could see his eyebrows furrowed. I felt myself getting aggravated that I couldn't figure him out.

Acting on impulse, I ripped a sheet of paper out of my binder and grabbed a pen.

Are you alright?

I folded the paper up, feeling like a third grader, and did my best to aim right at him. Of course my "right at him" ended up landing two feet away from him on the floor…which for me was actually pretty good.

Having seen the movement, Jasper looked up from the table, gazing at me with questioning eyes. I only nodded to the note, making him lean over to retrieve it. As he did though, my eyes seemed to focus on the bottom of his shirt which slowly rode up, and his low rising jeans revealing his smooth looking stomach and teasing hipbones as he leaned. I bit my lip, cursing myself for noticing and reacting so strongly to it…to him.

After opening the note and reading it, he looked up with confused eyes.

I raised my eyebrows in question, and his expression turned slightly amused as he smiled, wrote back, and threw it perfectly in front of me.

As I opened the note, muttering about his showing off I noticed it was almost embarrassing seeing his perfect penmanship next to my sloppy scrawl. I tried to ignore it for the most part as I read what he wrote.

"Yes, I'm fine…why do you ask? Do I not look alright?"

When I looked back up at him he was smiling slyly at me and tapping his pen on the desk. I felt myself blush again as I wrote him back. It was silly that we were doing this when we could just sign across the room, but where was the fun in that?

I wondered where his sudden confidence came from…not that he shouldn't have any. Someone that—I looked him over again—perfect should be confident in themselves.

"No, you look-", I thought of what I could say, 'You look absolutely amazing', just didn't say, "foster-sister of the year"…

"No, you look fine. I was just asking."

"So, how is,-" Again, what could I say? 'How is your detention going?' 'How is your second weekend of living in boring Forks, Washington going?'…yeah, just…we'll just scratch that.

"So, what are you doing?" I settled on asking. As I threw the paper back at him I stifled a laugh because my aim—for once was right on—hit him right in the head.

He gave me an un-amused look as he slowly opened the note and read it.

He tilted his head for a second, just looking at it, before he started writing.

After a moment he looked back up at me, I gave him a small smile, and looked back down at the table.

Almost right away, a paper landed right in front of my eyes. I opened it, eager to see what he said, and read it.

"Nothing of importance.

Hey, let's get out of here for while.

You never did give me an official tour of the school."

I had to read it over another time to make sure I read it right. Was he serious? Did he have any idea how much trouble we'd get in if we got caught?

Just when I was about to write back and ask him if he was crazy, I looked up and he was standing right beside me.

"Jasper! Don't sneak up on me like that!" I yelped, immediately wincing at how loud it came out. I looked over to make sure Jessica was still asleep.

When I saw that she was, I breathed a sigh of relief and looked back up to Jasper, who was towering over me. He quirked an eyebrow and gave me a crooked smile, I felt my heart skip a beat as I took in this sight. I just couldn't help the reactions and emotions he brought out of me.

Suddenly forgetting every reason why I knew we shouldn't leave, I stood up and walked towards the open door where Jasper was waiting for me.

As reached the door way I eyed him warily.

Jasper, what if we get caught? I signed. My eyes full of worry.

He just smiled at me, almost cocky as he signed back.

Do you really think I'd get you into trouble, Bella? When he saw that I still didn't look convinced, his eyes softened and he smiled reassuringly.

If you wish to stay here, we will. It just seemed like you were bored…He signed again.

I thought about another six hours of sitting in the same exact place and almost shuddered at the idea. Besides…getting to know Jasper a little more couldn't hurt…

I took a deep breath and looked up to Jasper. "Let's go."

Sneaking out of the library and walking around the campus was a lot easier than I imagined, although I did find that my sudden act of rebellion left me with a rush of adrenaline in my veins. My steps were a lot faster and although it felt like I was practically speed walking along the sidewalk, Jasper kept a steady pace with me.

Where do you want to go first? I signed to Jasper, trying to think if there even was a slightly interesting place in this school. Due to the lack of criminal activities and thefts, there were a majority of doors and classes left unlocked yet I couldn't think of anywhere to go.

Mr. Emotionless just shrugged and kept walking. "You're just too helpful," I muttered as I found myself walking towards the gym.

Once we reached the door, we quickly looked around; making sure no one was coming, and went inside. Jasper turned and walked up to the very top of the bleachers. I followed quietly behind him, being careful and looking down to make sure I didn't fall.

As I took a seat beside Jasper on the very uncomfortable bench, I leaned against the back wall and sighed, my adrenaline rush starting to wear off.

So…what now? I signed to Jasper when he looked at me.

He mimicked my position, resting his head against the wall, and thought for a moment.

Without looking at me, he answered my question.

I don't know…talk? He signed and tilted his head to look at me.

I felt my eyes widen in surprise at his suggestion. The person that is always so reserved actually wanted to talk…and to me?

"Okay," I said; a small smile forming on my lips. "What do you want to talk about?"

He looked me over for a second, and I felt my face start to heat up as his endless eyes looked into mine. We stayed like that for a moment more, before he suddenly got a sly look in his eyes and smiled.

He simply pointed one finger at me and it took me a minute to register why.

"Me?" I asked nervously.

He just gave me an impish smile and shrugged, waiting for me to begin.

"Umm, okay, well let's see…" There was really nothing special to say, so I just went with the usual routine.

"I'm 17. I've always lived in Forks. My parents divorced when I was three and I stayed with my mom. My dad…Charlie, left but never stopped loving her…" My mind suddenly started to blank as I remembered.

"But now she's with Phil, my 'stepfather'." I felt, rather than heard, the depression sink into my voice and I quickly tried to change the subject.

"He travels a lot though, so we don't see him much. I take care of her more than she does me. But I love her, she's my best friend.

Anyway, I like to read, I'm not very outgoing. As you can see I've had some problems with some of the other people here…" I really couldn't think of anything else to say to him. I've kept so many things to myself, and even though there was just something about Jasper that made me feel safe, made me feel that it'd be okay to tell him the one thing that cast shadows into my life every day, I just couldn't…not yet.

I suddenly felt slim, slightly cold fingers under my chin. Jasper tilted my head up to look at him, asking if I was okay with his eyes.

JPOV

Her eyes were filled with the deepest kind of pain. Even though I felt her right here next to me, I could tell that she was so far away. Her skin felt so warm beneath my chilled hands and I longed to have this feeling always, but as I looked into her deep brown eyes I knew it could never happen.

BPOV

"Yes, I'm fine." I lied, giving him a smile that didn't reach my eyes.

For a minute he just looked me over, and then it dawned on me that his fingers were just lingering on my skin. He must have noticed too, because not a second later he was standing up, looking down at me with a peculiar expression in his eyes.

Come on…what else is there to see around here? Jasper signed, looking around somewhat awkwardly.

I thought for a moment, and then it hit me. With a smile on my face, I stood up next to him, absentmindedly grabbed his hand, and started down the bleacher steps.

This time, I wasn't so lucky though, and found myself start to fall down on the very bottom step. Just like he had before, Jasper wrapped his arms around me, steadying me and helping me up straight, before quickly letting me go. Shaking his head, as if in disappointment, he walked over to the exit of the gym, looked around and held it open for me.

I tried to ignore the feeling of rejection as I snuck out of the gym and led him to the one place I knew he would love.

The pool? Jasper asked, raising one eyebrow as we got to the indoor swimming area. I just shook my head, walking farther into the room knowing Jasper would follow me. This was just a short cut to where we were actually going, but I might as well enjoy it…

When we got to the very middle, I stopped and looked into the clear blue water. Everything was quiet, calm, and serene; for a moment I forgot why I was here in the first place.

I bent down to the water's edge and touched my hand to it. Watching as the water rippled and spread throughout the entire pool. Smiling, I stood back up and looked to Jasper. He was a lot closer to me than I had thought and on instinct I took a step back, only to remember that there was really no place to step. Jasper reached a hand out and steadied me, but after a second he got a certain glint in his eyes and half of his mouth pulled into a grin.

My eyes widened as I felt his hands slide up to hold my shoulders.

"You wouldn't." I breathed, and before I knew it he pushed me. As my hands searched for something to hold on to, I managed to get a hold of the front of his shirt and the last thing I saw were his surprised blue eyes before he was falling in right on top of me.

We landed with a splash and when I felt myself being enveloped in the water I forced myself to open my eyes. Jasper was there, right across from me, floating gracefully his eyes still barely registering what happened. As he finally got a hold of himself he grabbed me by my waist and brought us up to the top of the water.

When we dragged ourselves back to the side of the pool we laid flat on our backs, gasping for air as I looked up at him, he looked at me... and we laughed. It was great seeing him so care free. Suddenly when I realized how close I was to him right then I laughed a little more nervously as we both pulled ourselves upright.

"Come on." I waved as we walked over to the other side of the room, still wringing out our soaked clothing.

On the other end of the Pool Area, there was a door which had stairs that led to the Garden on the roof. I walked up the staircase, finally coming to the Garden door and opened it. When we stepped into the room, I tuned to Jasper, watching his awed expression as he walked around, looking out of the glass windows surrounding the room's walls.

I briefly wondered why I hadn't thought of going to this place in the beginning. Maybe it was because it was my place. Well others knew about it obviously, but overall it was my getaway. I think actually showing someone else, letting someone else in, scared me a bit. But watching Jasper, as he looked around, I knew I would be okay; there was something about him that told me he wouldn't hurt me.

Right then, he turned around. Still fully wet, clothes clinging to his body, water dripping off of him, and he smiled at me. And that was it…perfection.

We stayed there for an immeasurable amount of time. Just enjoying each other's company, only making conversation every once in a while.

Favorite color? He signed, going on with the random questions that he would come up with.

"Hmmm," I thought. "I don't really have a favorite color…it changes from day to day." I signed back, hoping that my answer would suffice and of course it didn't.

What's your favorite color today then? He rephrased, smiling.

"Blue," I said. Realizing how fast I'd answered, and why I had said blue, my eyes widen a little and felt myself turning red. I looked away, because until right then, my 'color of the day' had been green. But it was impossible to look into Jasper's eyes and not realize the reasoning behind my sudden change.

When I finally dared myself to look back at him, he wasn't even looking me. He was watching something over my head; I turned to see what it was and spotted the clock on the wall.

"Come on we should go" I said quickly to Jasper once I got his attention. He nodded and together we walked out of the room, down the stairs, and out into the cold Forks air.

We walked along the hallways to get back to the library, laughing when Jasper decided to dry off his still dripping wet hair by shaking his head towards me. I squealed and pushed him away from me, and that's when I heard the sound…. footsteps.

As much as I hated to end the melodic sound, I stopped, pushed Jasper against the wall and put a finger over his soft lips. His eyes widened in confusion and I mouthed for him to be quiet as I peaked around the corner. Just like I had feared, Mr. Banner was there, walking—more like strolling—down the hallway whilst whistling to himself. The library was on the complete opposite side of the school and he was headed our way.

Trying to think quickly, I turned back to confused Jasper and mouthed "Mr. Banner's coming!"

I turned back once more to see where the principle was now; as I turned to warn Jasper he was gone.

Silently screaming, I quietly ran down the hallway and around the corner, only to see that it too was completely empty.

Freezing and still very wet, I turned the corner and tried to escape the sound of whistling. I kept running, turning back only for a second to see if Mr. Banner was coming, and all the sudden felt myself being pulled to the side.

With my eyes closed, I was about to scream when I felt a cold hand pressed against my mouth and something holding me up against a wall. I opened my eyes and saw nothing. Once adjusted to the darkness, I could make out a figure, and then saw Jasper standing there. When he saw that I was okay and wouldn't scream, he pulled his hand away and rested it on the wall by my head.

It took me a minute to figure out exactly where we were, and then I realized that we were hiding in a custodian closet, and small one at that.

With hardly any space to move, I calmed down and tried to listen for more footsteps. I heard them coming, loud and right outside the door. I tried to slow my breathing, and remembering that Jasper couldn't hear, put my finger to my mouth indicating for him to stay quiet too.

He nodded, and right then the footsteps stopped. I looked down to the tiny amount of light coming through the crack at the bottom of the door on the ground and saw shadows moving.

It seemed like time was moving in slow motion as I faintly heard Mr. Banner muttering something to himself, before then continuing with his walk down the hallway.

I absentmindedly put my head on Jasper's chest and sighed, completely relieved. Quickly realizing what I did, I pulled my head back and looked him in the eyes. That's also when I noticed that Jasper was still holding me down, one hand still on my waist and the other resting on the wall beside my head. We were so close, closer than we've ever been; I could feel his breath on my face, the electricity between us was completely mind shattering. His body was pressed against my own and I could feel the rise and fall of his chest with his breathing, which I noticed were coming and going much faster-heavier. Our lips were only a whisper apart, just so…close.

I felt my eyes start to close on their own accord and started to tilt my head up just the tiniest bit, when…

"Ouch!" I whispered, and looked down to see that I got hit with a broom that had fallen.

Just then, as if realizing what could have happened, Jasper let go of me, opening the door quietly and looked around.

I silently cursed the damn broom and followed Jasper out into the hallway. We ran a different route to the Library, taking all necessary precautions and looking around corners before crossing them. Jasper didn't look at me as we ran, or really acknowledged me at all, but I could swear that when we had left the closet I heard him sigh regretfully.

XOXOXO

Once we got to the Library door, I opened it quietly and snuck inside. Surprised and very thankful, I noticed Jessica still in the same condition we left in.

When we finally got back into our seats, Jasper finally turned to me, and we both smiled triumphantly at each other.

Only minutes later, Mr. Banner came stomping into the room, the door slamming behind him. The noise woke Jessica with a start and she quickly lifted her head, wiping any access drool off her face. I watched, amused and trying to suppress a laugh.

Mr. Banner didn't miss Jessica's reaction to his entrance.

"Jessica Stanley you can't possibly tell me you've been asleep this whole time!"

As she opened her mouth to object but he cut her off.

"Have you even written your paper yet?" He almost yelled.

Knowing she already lost, she gave in.

"No sir, Mr. Banner, sir." She mumbled quietly.

That just started him on a completely new rant.

"Do none of you know what responsibility is? I left you all here for…"

I took a rain check for his twenty minute lecture about responsibility and zoned out.

As I was replaying the day over in my head, I actually found that it was a lot better than I had expected it to be this morning.

I was smiling to myself when I was suddenly pulled out of my thought by someone calling my name.

"Bella! Bella!" I looked up, embarrassed that I had been caught not paying attention.

"Um…yes?" I asked, starting to blush.

I looked into Mr. Banner's very irritated looking eyes and suddenly got really anxious.

"Would you like to explain to me, why you and Mr. Whitlock are completely soaked?"

AN: Ahh, yes, a cliffie! We are that evil! lol.
Sooo, you want to see what happens to Jasper and Bella? Review Review! It truly does make Jasper smile.

--After Hours by We Are Scientists--

We're finally soaking up,
The hours that everyone else throws away.
And if we have to go now,
I guess there's always hope,
Tomorrow night will be more of the same.

This night is winding down but
Time means nothing,
As always at this hour
Time means nothing,

Really hoped you guys enjoyed this chapter :)

As always-much love,

-TheSantiSuicide