Childrens Novels

Most of the time, Klay wanted to be alone. Most of the time, she had a mask. And finally, most of the time, she loved books.
Hey, she may have a mask, no voice, and much of her time taken, but she always found a place for reading. The last time she was here, some girl tried to push her off her perch on top of a book shelf. This time, she picked a higher one, where no ladder would reach. Of course, she could have flown up, but that would have taken the fun out of it. So she had climbed.
Now, she was on her stomach, reading an interesting novel. It was, like the last, a childrens novel, but Klay didn't care. She didn't want to sit around reading about aliens on mars or gory horrors. She found the childrens novels most amusing. Thats why this was her fourteenth. As she turned pages, she started to look up now and then, gazing down at the people below her. They could see her, all right, but only if they wanted to crane their necks. Sure, lets go look up at the masked girl, who's reading kids books. The thought made herr chuckle.

Klay's eye had already wandered to the boy as he entered, and when he saw her, she shrugged and turned back to her book. Not that she cared if some people stared at her. None of them had tried to come up here, and if they did, she could ignore them. She wondered if this boy was different from the others, like the few others she met. He reminded her about the little dog that had played with her, and she smiled softly at the memory.

klay didn't look up. She had seen stranger things than boys having the ability to come from light or something. She wanted to answer, but she couldn't, and just turned the page. She sighed and her eyes flicked up at him, then looked at her book. Her mask fluttereed a bit from a breeze coming through an air shaft, but then settled, revealing nothing that was below it.

Klay turned another page, her eyes zipping down through the lines. Since it was a childrens book, she could read it easily. She turned the page again, trying ot ignore the fact someone was up here. Of course, she could close her book and fly out one of the open windows. But that would be rude. Or at least, make her seem rude, which she was trying not to be. It was hard not being able to speak and not be rude at the same time.
Very hard.

Klay looked up at him and catch him looking at her. Her eyebrow went up, and she guessed he was wondering why would she was reading a kid book when she could be reading gory horror stories. She wondered if he thought she was weird for wearing a mask. Well, she wasn't. She was wearing it so she wouldn't be laughed at.