A/N I know for some other stories four reviews would barely be noticeable, and other stories like our beloved Wide Awake deserve thousands upon thousands of reviews. But I am so friggin happy for my 16 reviews. Every time I check my mail and it says 'FF review alert' my heart goes a twitter (and not the website twitter cause I just haven't gotten into that movement). So this is my major thanks to everyone who reviews. And because of you wonderful people I am going to do my very best to push out ch 5 today and if something gets in my way I have an idea for a treat for all the registered reviewers. Love you all!

*Autumn*

Things I own: FALLOUT 3 for the 360, boyfriend jeans that I actually purchased with holes in them, about a hundred home schooling books (yes I home school, no flaming please) and every season of 24, Alias, Moonlight, Christy (ok they are only 1 season in their entirety) and Felicity and some seasons of Nip/Tuck, ThunderCats and Gilmore Girls. Now, laugh as you will. Things I wish I owned: Twilight, Robert Pattinson, but most of all Kellan Lutz, yummy!

Choose Wisely ch 5

EPOV

After leaving the Biology room I actually had a little pep in my step. I was feeling a rainbow of emotions. I was so excited about Bella, I wanted to shout to the roof tops that I had fallen in love with the new girl and that she is positively the most amazing person to grace the likes of this planet, but on the other end of the rainbow I felt dread, sadness, guilt, worry, and betrayal. I knew I had to break up with Tanya, I knew the moment Bella stole my heart from her that it was no longer fair for me to go around pretending my heart still belonged to Tanya. I had no idea what I was going to say. How can someone have so much pep and be scared shitless at the same time. I was also a little afraid of Jasper and Emmett. I know they are my boys but I don't know if that is based at least partially on me loving their baby sister. I will admit that I need my boys, they help keep me sane. I was so terrified that my breaking up with Tanya would jeopardize everything. Would my sisters hate me too? Oh my God, maybe I didn't think this through. I stopped walking, breathing was becoming difficult, and I couldn't tell if my heart was beating much faster or had practically stopped beating.

What am I doing? I do know that I still need to end things, that I still love Bella and that I want to be with her. I also know making this rash decision could potentially leave me all alone. For all I knew, Bella could find out I did it this way and want nothing to do with me out of fear that I would do the same to her. Ok now that things are becoming clearer I am developing a Plan B. I will talk to the others about my feelings, tell them about my unparalleled love and undeniable connection I have with Bella, and I will explain to them that while I do still love Tanya very much and appreciate all the history we share, I have to follow my heart. I will tell them that I honestly believe that this thing with Bella is a once in a lifetime kind of love that you hear about only in the great American novels.

Ok so this is my new plan. The ultimate goal being that I break up with Tanya and live, hopefully, happily ever after with Bella. I just need to talk to the others about this before I actually break up with her. But should I tell Bella of my feelings for her? The answer to this question came much too easily. I had to tell her. Every passing moment my love for her was growing and I don't believe I would be successful at hiding it much longer. I didn't want her thinking I was crazy or a stalker, I wanted to declare my affections and I prayed they are not unrequited. I sat there for a moment longer, just staring at my shoes. Then I heard a husky kind of choppy voice, "Mr. Cullen, do you have permission to be sitting out here apparently examine your shoes?" the voice came from a teacher I did not recognize and whose name I did not know although he obviously knew who I am. I stood, dusted myself off and apologized for my unexcused roaming of the hallway.

I headed back to Bio and got there while Mr. Banner was still demonstrating how to properly cover our text books with a paper bag. Bella had wrapped her book and had moved on to mine. I realized I forgot my backpack and everything. She must have gone into my backpack to get my text book and was wrapping it for me. When I got to the table my book was wrapped and sitting perfectly in my spot of the table. I looked at her and she smiled before returning her attention back to Mr. Banner. She must have really not given a second thought to my sudden departure.

I opened the book to page 12, the page we were directed to open it to. As soon as I opened it the pages flipped back and the book was there with only the cover open. It was then that I noticed that not only had Bella wrapped my book she also left me a message. Her handwriting was charming and I couldn't wait to read the inscription but also wanted so badly to savor this moment. I ran my finger over the words, hoping to absorb whatever emotion drove this message. I glanced at her and she was looking ahead but she was smiling a smile that clearly didn't fit Mr. Banner's very boring lecture. She was smiling knowing I found her small but so significant gift to me. I love this girl. I looked back down to the words and they read

Eddie,

The words I choose for this note could not possibly express the felling behind each letter. So I will choose wisely, because it is so important to me that you understand. I have never met a person who I craved to get to know as much as you. I don't know your feelings about developing a friendship with me, but for me it is not a debatable thing. I know that we are meant to be in each other's lives, and maybe someday you might feel this too. I hope you like your new book cover.

Love

Isabella

Oh my God, was she telling me she feels about me the way I feel about her? She has a boyfriend so there is no way she loves me too, or even likes me. Who am I kidding I have a girlfriend and a little over 24 hours ago my girlfriend was the majority of my life, so if it is possible for me it has to be possible for her to right? Oh please let it be possible. I know for sure now that my heart is beating out of my chest. I don't think I have ever been this excited. I feel like Rudolph in the classic Christmas cartoon screaming "She likes me, she really likes me!"

I tried to remain collected. But all I could think about was grabbing her beautiful face and kissing her. Calm down Edward, you are in public and you don't want to send her panicking from you.

To acknowledge her note I leaned in and whispered "Thank you and my feelings mirror yours"

This apparently made her happy because she smiled the smile I love. We turned our attention to Mr. Banner, and he was being exceptionally boring today. I started tapping my pen against the table and after a minute Bella noticed. "Ring of fire huh? I didn't know you were a Johnny Cash fan"

"Well I am finding that I am relating to this song very much right now" I told her, hoping she would catch on but also hoping she wouldn't.

"Who is causing the fire?" she asked

I chuckled a little, afraid to tell her but I didn't want to lie either. "The fire is caused by this girl who is very good at wrapping books" I knew she would figure that out, it probably wouldn't even require effort for Bella.

She looked happy. Just happy. Was she really happy that she was the cause of my fire? Ok this back and forth banter, all this beating around the bush is starting to get old, I need to talk to her. I need to lay it all out and just tell her the truth. She may not feel the same, although her note implies otherwise. Whether my feelings for her are mutual or not I just have to tell her.

"Hey Bella, I wouldn't normally ask you to do this and I will probably never ask you to do this again, but would you be willing to ditch last period and go somewhere with me? I really need to talk to you" I pleaded, hoping so much that she would agree.

"Edward, it is the second day of school, and you want to ditch?" I didn't reply, and I don't think she really expected one. "Ok, I'm in, for you to ask me this today, it must be a pretty important thing you need to talk to me about. Where are we going to go?"

"I don't know where do you want to go?" I asked

"Well… I need a few things from Wal-Mart, want to go there?" was she really asking me to go to Wal-Mart? I don't go to Wal-Mart. The last time I went there it was with the boys and it was to get a plastic kiddy pool for Jell-O wrestling. The memories of all those sophomore girls in bikinis wrestling in strawberry Jell-O, ah strawberries, Bella, my love for Bella, talking to Bella, ok Edward back to reality.

"Yeah, if you want to go to Wal-Mart I will defiantly go with you" I told her but the real truth is I would go anywhere with Bella.

BPOV

He asked me to ditch and even let me choose the location in which we would be spending our last hour of our school day. I wanted to throw him off his game a little, to test him, so I chose Wal-Mart. It was not a hard decision. I wanted to see how he would react to the crowds and the smell and the possibility of someone not speaking English. He accepted the challenge like a man. I was excited about it.

He kept looking at the book, sometimes opening it and running his long thin fingers over the words, I guess the pen left an imprint. Every time he did this he again gave me my favorite smile. I had never felt chemistry like this before and I wanted him to know, which is why I covered his book and wrote the note. I tried to keep it PG in case Tanya was to ever see it. But what I really wanted to write is I am madly in love with you, run away with me. I have never had sex but since meeting you all I can think about is having never ending sex with you. You are the most beautiful man; I could not imagine another soul, another body to even compare to you. So yeah that would probably be a bit much.

When Edward disappeared I played cool. I wanted so badly to know where he was going with such intensity and purpose. When he told me that when he returned he would answer my question that made me very happy. I really wanted to know the answer to why he wanted to leave for class so early. I was hoping that it was because he wanted to spend time with me but I figured a more realistic explanation was that he was having an argument or fight with one of the others.

Oh yeah, the question… I leaned in, he didn't say anything. His hands were on the desk; I glanced down to them and seriously thought about taking one of his hands in mine. I placed my hand on the desk also, not quite sure if I wanted to make that move. What if there were no feelings on his end, do I really want to make the first move, would it be considered cheating or cheesy? So many thoughts ran through my mind. It was then that it seemed as though Edward was reading my mind because he reached out his right hand and grabbed my left. Oh My Goodness!!! That is all I can think, oh my goodness, Edward Cullen is holding my hand. I felt like a sixth grader again. His hand was smooth and cold. It felt so good against my skin. I know I was blushing, probably from head to toe this time. Wait, I was supposed to be doing something, but I can't remember what. Something about a question, a question, asking Edward a question. I could not for the life of me remember what it was with him holding my hand.

What did this new hand holding mean. Was there something going on between us. If there is what about Jacob. I couldn't stay with Jake if it was a possibility to be with Edward but I don't want to break his heart. I do honestly love Jacob, very much. We have a really good thing going. We complement each other so perfectly, he keeps me safe what with me being so clumsy, and I cook and clean for him. Because his mom had passed away and his sisters had moved away for college, Jake had not had a real home cooked meal or an entire dresser of clean clothes until I moved here.

All of a sudden the glorious hand holding started becoming riddled with guilt. I loved holding his hand but I felt like we were cheating on our significant others. I pulled my hand away, to Edwards disliking and gave him a small 'I'm sorry' grin.

When not touching or being touched by him I could again think clearly. I even remembered what I was supposed to ask him. "So Eddie, you said when you got back you would answer my question from earlier. The previous... hand holding" I said hoping he thought of it this way also, "was definitely what I would call physical evidence to you being 'back' so spill buddy"

He looked like he was deep in thought, hopefully not spinning an intricate web of lies or watered down truths to tell me now that he was put on the spot.

"Bella, I am never going to lie to you, but this question is not a simple one. It cannot be answered with a few words nor in a high school classroom. I will gladly answer it during our excursion to Wal-Mart if that is satisfactory to you." Was the answer he gave.

"Well how about the hand holding, was it hand holding to you?" I asked next

"Isabella, what is this 20 questions?" he teased "Yes it was holding hands; it was a very spontaneous decision but an impactful one for sure. I know we have a lot to talk about and we will I assure you. I am also sorry for making you feel uncomfortable by holding you hand. I hope to do it again someday in the future when it is more proper and not wrong." Was his answer to this question and I was glad I even got an answer...

I was very pleased with this answer.

When the bell rang he grabbed his cell phone and sent a quick text message. He didn't tell me who it was to but I assumed it was making arrangements to get Tanya home since the nearest Wal-Mart is in Port Angeles and it takes almost an hour one way to get there.

I looked at him and said "You drive" simple as that. I figured his car is faster than my truck which is the only one of its nearly extinct species.

We headed towards the parking lot, keeping a watchful eye for any teachers or adults in general. When we were sure we got into his Volvo. "I like your car Eddie, it is very… clean" I said with a bit of snide in my tone, which he appeared to love.

He turned the car on and began driving. He was driving pretty fast, almost 90 miles per hour. He sensed my anxiety about his speed of choice and slowed down to 80. "Whew thank god you slowed down those eight mph, I thought I was going to die for a moment there" I sarcastically joked.

"So Bella, what's at Wal-Mart that you need?" he questioned, but it seemed as though he was actually trying to learn more about me.

"Answers" was all I gave him

A/N: Sorry it is a bit on the short side but I didn't want to force it to be long unnaturally. Things didn't go quite as you expected huh? Have patience, it will happen. What do you all think of the impromptu hand holding? Were they cheating?

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