Cambria bolted out of bed at the sound of the alarm, a "HOLY CRAP!" escaping her mouth, and her hand outstretched. By being outstretched, she accidentally grabbed the cord of the alarm clock and tugged it out of the wall, thus causing the incessant beeping noise to cease. But her body didn't cease its movement forward, and so she crashed over the side of the bed and landed face first on the floor.
Laying on the floor for a moment, she let her fingers, which were clamped around the wire of the alarm clock, slowly relax themselves until the wire dropped from her grasp. Then, a low and steady moan escaped from her lips, as she slowly pushed herself off the floor and into a more comforatable sitting position.
She was no longer asleep; that much was for sure.
Scratching the top of her head, she let her fingers lazily brush through her bedridden hair. "I should probably plug that stupid alarm clock back in..." she mumbled to herself. But she stood from the floor and headed towards the bathroom to freshen up, leaving the alarm clock in a mess of wire on the floor.
It wasn't long before she was ready to actually start thinking about the day. The female found herself mumbling meaningless nothings to herself as she made her way over to sit on the edge of her bed. Staring at the wall for a moment, she began the process of actually waking up.
Shaking her head, she zombie-walked to her closet, and began digging around to find something suitable to wear for the day. She wasn't too focused on looking totally awesome; she had other things to worry about at that moment. Like, where in the seven hells had her straightener gotten off to?
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The day was moving on without her, whether she liked it or not... and Cambria knew it. Finally up and about, she walked out her room and off on a mission to find something tasty to eat.
Rounding a corner, she noticed a group of people standing not too far ahead of her. Two of the people she recognized - Yuki and Amber - and the other two were... well, completely blank slates to her. She had no idea.
'New students?' she thought to herself, but felt a rumbling in her stomach and decided to approach that topic at a later time. Right now, it was time to get food.
Moving past the group, she rushed through a greeting as she headed off towards the dining area, careful not to clip anyone with her wings on the way past. "Morning, guys. Can't stay and chat. Need food." It wasn't really a proper conversation, and she knew she would apologize about it later, but her mind was preoccupied with the prospects of fruit and waffles, and other things of that sort. She couldn't help herself in the mornings; she was a zombie - at least mentally - until she had woken up fully and had something to eat.