A/N: I was searching one day and was dismayed to find that there are no stories about Lane and Rory. I'm not talking about a slash or anything, but no stories about their 'relationship'. So I wrote this. If a song were to accompany it I guess it would be 'A Thousand Miles' by Vanessa Carlton. This is in Lane's POV, and yes, it's meant to be short. Oh and it's dedicated to my friend Alison.
It's hard to have a best friend. True, there are perks, but it's hard. It's damn hard. It's even harder to watch your best friend leave. And it's not always physically leaving.
Even though Rory wasn't really leaving when she went to Chilton, it was still hard. She was only leaving the school, yes I still saw her, but it honestly wasn't the same. And when she went to Yale, it was the same. She is so lucky, she has the life. I know it's clichéd but she does.
And even when she was still in the Hollow, thins were different. Dean made things different. What with the Rocky Road cookies and the affair while he was married to Lindsey. She didn't have time for me anymore. Maybe I was a little jealous, I'll admit, but it really wasn't fair. I've known her for ages, and then some boy comes along and suddenly, I'm chopped liver!
In most of these instances, I should have been happy for her. But it was hard. She had a boyfriend, she had a great school, a great life, and she used to have a great best friend. Yes, used to. I am now ancient history. She has Yale, and Paris, and Logan. No need for me, the small town Korean kid.
It seemed almost, that I liked her, that I needed her more than she me.