Natalia groaned as she headed her alarm go off. She reached over to her nightstand and hit the top of it, turning it off.  She hadn't fallen asleep until about two a.m.  Jet lag's a bitch. She lazily pulled herself out of bed, letting out a loud groan. She slowly got dressed, putting all of her books into a messenger bag, before strapping her wooden sword and shield to her back. She had slid her real weapon and shield under her bed for emergencies. She brushed her hair and decided that she was ready for the day.  She then exited her room.