Delusions, Illusions, and a lack of sleep

Na'arima walked outside, a little uncertain of herself. She knew no one at the school, for she had just arrived. 'Why did they send me here?' she thought to herself. 'I could've stayed at my regular school, no one would have found out.' She groaned. This place seemed too weird for her. Everyone here seemed to be human.

Feeling very ticked off, Na'arima picked up a branch and started to burn it. When it caught on fire, she threw it into the lake and watched in sink. A little less-stressed, she dove into the lake with her clothes on and watched the water start to boil around her. Na'arima laughed, for it looked like the lake had turned into a sauna.

"Where do the roaming go?" She sang loudely and in a crystal-like tone. " Over the hills, or through glass lakes, tranquil. Will we ever know?" Na'arima herself had written this song and the melody for it.

When she had finished the song, Na'arima got out of the lake and dried herself off. She lay in the sun and basked in the warmth and love of the cheerful rays. "Hello, sun!" She called out, What's up?" Na'ari, as she was called at her old school, was rather out of it. She had stayed up the night before and was slightly delusional.

"Nah, t'is fine." Na'ari said in a British accent. She giggled. "I'm Na'arima, but you can call me Na'ari. I would offer you my hand, but, I might burn you." Again, she laughed. Standing up, she twirled around. "Ugh...." She moaned, suddenly queasy, "I really shouldn't do that." She collapsed on the ground and started to laugh again. "I got no sleep last night." She said by way of explanation. "I'm a little delusional."
OOC:Bad post, sorry...