A/N: Read. Review. Eat white chocolate.
It had been 10 years. 10 long, long years since Liz's untimely death. 10 years since Laine's first real break-up with Ryan. 10 years since Laine had been in the Big Apple.
A week after Liz died, Laine made a rash decision. She packed her bags and ran away. At first, she had figured on going to Stoneybrook to stay with Stacey. But she couldn't; she wasn't friends with Stacey anymore.
Laine wasn't sure made her go to San Francisco in the first place, but she loved it there. Everyone was friendly, and Laine felt right at home. Soon enough, she forgot all about her troubles with Liz, Ryan, and her family. After all, who needed emotional attachments?
A/N: I know, short chapter. This was just to bridge two story ideas. Read on!