High Strung

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The music is always

there, burning inside me.

I don't know

where it comes from.

I only know that

if it stays trapped within...

I will be consumed.

I can't remember

when I started dancing.

It's always just been who I am.

Balanchine said,

"See the music,

hear the dance."

It's my first day

in New York City.

My eyes are wide open.

And I am ready to listen.

This is how you start

the day, Krispy. Let's go!

Breakfast going to be

good today, Rik.

Come on, let's go, let's go!

Hey!

Let's go, Rik.

Don't slow up on me now.

Hit it!

All right, yeah.

Drop it, drop it.

Go!

Let 'em fly.

There it is.

Come on, we're gonna be late.

Oh, we're going left, up

here, to the dance department.

- Can you wait just a sec?

- Sure.

So, honey, here we are.

Everything that

you've always wanted.

Thank you for

making this happen.

You made it happen.

Just make sure you call me

if you need anything at all.

- Even just to talk.

- I will, I will.

Oh, mom.

- Call me.

- I promise.

I'll be fine.

- I'll be fine.

- I know you will.

It's just me I'm worried about.

I love you. That's all

I'm going to say.

I love you too.

Bye.

Oh!

I'm sorry.

I was just...

admiring here.

- Ruby?

- I'm sorry.

- She's beautiful.

- Ah!

Alexandra Danilova.

One of our greatest.

So, we have placed you

in division C2.

The dress code is mandatory

for all classes.

Except Contemporary.

And we do not

tolerate tardiness.

Ever.

So, your first class starts

tomorrow at 9:
00 a.m.

Yes, ma'am.

Madame Markova.

Madame Markova.

Any questions?

If there isn't a dress code

for the Contemporary class,

what do we wear?

Use your imagination.

All right, then.

- Good luck.

- Thank you.

What are you doing?

- I'm so sorry!

- Forget it.

Just watch where you're

going next time.

Love your playing.

You're welcome.

- Ruby?

- Yep, you must be Jasmine.

Yeah, but, everyone calls me

Jazzy, except my parents.

- Okay.

- Come on in!

You know, you don't have to ring

the doorbell, you live here.

Oh, right.

I figure this is my bed, so,

I'll just put my stuff here.

Yeah, that's perfect.

- You're on scholarship?

- Yeah.

Me too.

It's my second year.

Hey, how did it go with Markova?

- Great.

- Really?

Someone must have dislodged

a broomstick up her butt,

because normally

she is an uptight witch.

Actually, I'm pretty sure

the broom is still there.

This is cute.

You should wear this tonight.

Um, where are we going?

We're going out.

But, we have class

tomorrow morning.

Yeah and this is your first

night living on your own

in New York City!

We are so going out!

- No, we're not.

- Yes, we are!

- No!

- Yes!

I got the red line

drafted, that's right.

- Hey. -I'm waiting

for the counter.

Okay.

Okay, I'll call you back.

- Hey, hey, Johnnie.

- Hi.

- How are you doing?

- Yeah, not bad.

- You want something to drink?

- No, I'm good, mate.

- You sure?

- Yeah.

Here you go.

It's all there.

Great.

So, when do you think

you'll have it by?

Soon, don't worry.

I'll file the papers as soon

as I get back to the office.

I'll call you by the end of the week.

We should have an update on it.

All right, I mean, thank you

for handling all this.

I guess I'll see you.

- I'll be waiting for your call.

- You got it, kid.

We have the right to be here.

I want to see some ID right now.

Yo! Wait up.

Hey, man.

You live upstairs?

Uh, yeah, Simon's place.

Oh, that's cool.

You gotta love Inwood, right?

Neighborhood is sketchy,

but the price is right.

At least it's Manhattan, right?

Right.

Oh, Hayward Jones III.

- Johnnie Blackwell.

- Johnnie Blackwell.

It's nice to meet you, Johnnie.

Hey, um... why don't come and

meet the rest of my crew?

Uh, that's all right, man.

Ah, come on! Krispy just made

some ugly, alien octopus.

You'll like it.

Okay.

All right.

- Yo, guys!

- Open your mind.

- Now, who is this guy?

- It's Johnnie B.

Lives upstairs.

Calamari?

And that's a little

Chipotle and Remulade.

It's for the dipping.

These are my roommates.

Krispy and Rik.

Ah, is that you playing

up there like Yo Yo Mama?

Yo Yo plays the cello.

- You play the violin, right?

- Right.

Oh, we know. We hear you

playing all night long.

Oh, when do you sleep?

Would you all

leave the dude alone?

We're the Switch Steps crew.

You might have heard of us.

Well, I haven't been in the

country for that long.

Well, take a seat, Harry Potter.

And we'll give you

a little preview.

- All right, guys.

- Now, relax.

You got this, Rik.

Rik is our freestyle

super freak.

And that red head

you seeing right there,

that's Jay.

She's harder than

most of the guys.

And that's Ari.

All right, Ari, let's go.

Oh, and Pop Tart,

she's a sweetheart.

She's our diva.

And Krispy, he can cook,

groove,

and clean!

And that's my bro Tip-toe.

And Jackson,

Jackson can groove

about everything.

- Ah!

- We blew a fuse.

Yeah!

- This is so cool!

- Yeah!

All the dancers hangout here.

Hey, guys!

- Hey!

- This is Ruby.

- My new roommate.

- Hi! Nice to meet you.

It's her first year in MCA.

Come on, let's dance!

- Do you want to go?

- Yeah!

Hurry!

- Coming! -Come on. I can't

be late for my first day.

Wait, this is the earliest I

have ever left the apartment.

Ugh, I'm already exhausted!

See, now we can relax.

Much less stressful,

don't you think?

Ugh, I'd rather live

on the edge of tardiness.

Oh, hey, you have

to hear this little guy.

Yeah, that's great,

you'll hear it every day.

- Oh!

- Oh!

Hi.

- I thought you were someone else.

- But she's glad you're not.

Uh, me too, I guess.

Kyle, this is

my new roommate, Ruby.

- Hi.

- Uh, first day?

Yeah.

- Well, good luck.

- Thanks.

- Um, bye.

- See ya.

I can tell you're dying

to know and hear his story.

I'm not dying.

Yes, you are!

His name is Kyle Endeca.

Super cute, insanely talented

and ridiculously arrogant.

Too bad he's not my type.

Seemed into you, though.

Really?

Hey, relax!

I can't help it.

You'll be fine!

There's April.

Yeah, we've met.

She's perfect, I hate her.

Morning.

Good morning.

Is that our teacher?

Kramrovsky.

Isn't he a little frail?

Ask me that after class.

Yes, more, more, more!

Push, push, push!

I want turning!

Move your hands, Jazzy!

Why are you doing

sickle piques, April?

Ruby, reach!

More, more!

More, more!

He's tough!

They broke both his hips

in a concentration camp.

He was just a kid.

Very sloppy!

That man is as tough

as they come.

Again. Try again.

Watch your traveling, Emilio!

Wow, Miss Thing, you

are quite the trainer.

Thanks, but I think

I'm going to throw up.

Don't do that. Wait till

after Contemporary.

- Oh, God!

- What?

- Got a cramp? -No, I'm

terrible at Contemporary!

Oh, come on.

We gotta change.

- Oh, sorry!

- No!

- I'm so sorry.

- Ruby, what are you doing?

You completely collapsed

on your partner.

You're going to

injure him like that.

- I'm sorry, I've never had any Contempo...

- No excuses!

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