That reader

 There she comes and sits in her usual seat right next to the fountain so the sound of rushing water would cover every other voice and give her that peaceful reading, she gave a deep sigh to shake away any lecture or studying stress, then follows it a deep breath, inhaling that fresh air with the hint of fountain water, I stare at her face as she pull out her book carefully with gentile and check if the book is fine not scratched, she stroke the cover lightly then she smiles softly, she raises the book and open it smelling the papers, it’s just amazing how much she loves her books, treating each of them as gentle as possible, she opens it and her face gleams with joy, each and every mask that was once there is gone no worries, no frowns, nothing just herself and she’s very happy there.

 Her eyes scan the page until she reach where she has left before and start reading…

 

 She laughs lightly at something she just read, her eyes are wandering in some other time and place, she's totally unaware of what surrounding her and living in that story she reads, her expression flows with each line, word and letter. Holding her breath and frown at some part which seems so intense, then after a while when her frown resolve, she’ll lift's her eyes to look at the cloudy sky, relax her back in the seat, closes her eyes, taking a deep breath and smiles widely, and then opening her eyes and continue reading... I couldn't be aware of time nor place when I stare at her, at those times when she frowns I want to go there and ease them so her face won’t look so nervous or sad, but distracting a reader, no not any reading, distracting her would be a crime for she seems so happy away from reality…

 

 But then something made her jump she search for something inside her bag and pulled out her phone and turn something off, alarm I guess, then she frowns and that mask is back again on her face, all the worries and troubles are back again, she closes her book and place it carefully inside her bag and swing it on her shoulder, then she finally looks around her, just before she look at me I look away I could feel her eyes on me for few seconds then I saw her walking away once more…

Author's Note

Umm this is my first "scene" to ever publish. The reader is suppose to be me and the scene is from the eyes of someone that doesn't exist no matter how much i wanted.. so yeah tell me how i did for a first publishing try

Reviews

[Kitten]

It's an interesting scene. A revision here and there for sentence fluency. You need to work on tense and detail. The plot and meaning is really good. I think this type of scene could mean something to everyone. Through your writing I can tell that you want someone to notice you. You can sense the pain and loneliness. With just a few grammar, spelling, and tense edits you might be able to achieve having something that will get you noticed.

Keep Working, Keep writing. Good job.