Alexandra was awake before most, and this happened every morning. She walked into the Studio to stretch at 6:00, and her stretch out took almost 45 minutes. For any normal person, stretching might take fifteen minutes at maximum, but what Alex did took extra time. A contortionist's body had to be in top shape, and she was keen on keeping herself fit like she needed to be. 

The studio was cold in the October morning, and she could feel a heavy chill on the floor as she lay flat on her exposed stomach. She would've worn less revealing clothes and put on something warmer, but her practices required minimal restriction and her performing outfit was a pain to put on. 

The girl pulled out of her last move at 7:30, slowly pulling herself to her feet. Normally, her morning practices would be longer, but she was on a tighter schedule then most days. Since today was orientation day, Radek commanded everyone be in the acrobatics practice floor at 8:30. She made her way to the stereo and stopped the track CD that had been playing. 

Alex hurried to the apartments, where she entered the place she called home. She quickly showered and dressed in her typical clothing - Black sweatpants and a black t-shirt. She'd taken a liking to the color black, but she didn't know why. She picked up her phone from her dresser and saw the reminder: "Orientation 8:30" 

Some people had thought it pointless for someone incapable of speech to carry a cell phone, but she kept it so that she could send messages to Radek and the other performers. From time to time, she also browsed social media, but her list of friends didn't extend very far. By 8:05 she was in the cafeteria fixing her coffee, and by 8:10 she was up on the fourth floor. 

She spotted Radek and smiled to the man, moving her hands to sign to him. "Good Morning." One by one, others started trickling in. She was always certain to be places early if she could make it. Radek hated unpunctuality, and he was known to be very angry when people were late.