A/N: This is just a short one shot from Rory's perspective. Parts are actually taken from my own diary, so please be kind. Reviews are always welcome (they're also always welcome for my other GG fanfics: Antabuse, Shoulder To Cry On, and That's What Love Is For).
My Pedestal
If you've ever fallen from fifty feet up and landed flat on your ass, then you know what it feels like.
But just in case you haven't (and have no imagination whatsoever), it hurts – a lot.
I've always had at least someone thinking I was perfect – the perfect daughter or angelic granddaughter, the town princess or resident genius. I've been told that I look like an angel from nearly everyone I know.
I've always been considered the perfect girl, some untouchable deity sitting on my heavenly throne.
The guys I've dated have always that, too – even guys that I've never been out with think so.
Most girls would find it flattering – everyone wants to be worshipped. But it's not all that it's cracked up to be because I'm not a deity. I'm a human; I make mistakes. The majority has been small, overlooked; the people I know just refuse to see them.
But every once and awhile I'll make this huge mistake that's so blatantly obvious to everyone.
And then I fall. I fall from my pedestal, my throne. Like is said, landed flat on my ass from fifty feet up.
The hardest part is the disappointment from everyone I let down by being human. It's so much that I can't even face my own guilt and shame.
Eventually I'm resurrected back up to "my rightful place," and I'm forced to hide my own pain once more.
But him – he's different – he's always treated me like a human being. No one thinks he's right for me because of his past and how he doesn't find me god-like, but they're the same people who think I belong on top of a Christmas tree because I'm just that perfect.
I can be me when I'm with him. I don't have to hide, and I can always know he'll set me straight and say what he thinks.
It's refreshing; it's thrilling; it's what I need.
So just because no one else can see, doesn't mean I have to be blind.
This is how I know that I'm in love for real this time, that Logan Huntzberger has to be mine.