I glanced around the park, and my eyes rested on a girl with her nose in a book, 'Summer and Bird'. She occasionally made distressed or excited noises, and soon she noticed I was staring at her. She looked up, and held my gaze until I looked away, and then was back in the World of Books.

Over time, we became friends. She was quiet at first, but as she got to know me, she became a bit--well... VERY odd. She strongly held on to her beliefs, no matter how many people told her they were wrong. She wasn't quick to argue with people, but would explain her beliefs to people if they challenged her. You could tell when she got annoyed; she would stop trying to explain it to them, and just shut her mouth, her eyes burning with a certain fire, then stuck her head in her book. I could trust her with things. She did not let out secrets easily. But she was the kind of person who gradually drifted away from you. She let people come to her, not the other way around. Stellar--the Reader.