The fresh and clean air rushed over the tan pebbles and swept it across the land. The taste of salt rolled off her lips to her tongue. The loving embrace from the waters swallowed her body as the lullaby it sang with it's light in and out movements as if capturing her soul. Her head propped over the top layer of the ocean taking in the endless night sky. The woman loved the ocean very much and even wished she could live in it. Denala released a smile letting her eyes flutter shut. "Denala~!" A very strong and bold voice called out from a shack on the edge of the beach. "Dinner's ready~!" Startled, her body sunk under then shot from the water. The young woman swam back to the beach, letting her feet fall deep in the sand, and squish in between her toes. She grabbed the towel from a pile of her belongings and dried off a bit. Her denim shorts were pulled on along with a loose tee that fell from one shoulder. The chestnut locks caressed her shoulders as she walked back to the surf shack. Mahi mahi laid across the table with a side of poi, fruit, and some vegetables. All looked delicious minus the poi. Her body cringed at the sight and smell. One less thing to put on her plate. After she ate, Nala gave a smile then headed to bed. Morning would swallow the life from her and leave her groggy. School was not something she was looking forward to. The morning was harsh as she typically figured. Shower, dressing, breakfast, then the leave. Morning routine played out like normal. Her board led her to school. The hell of childhood. She sighed in hopes to see a friend before class.