High Strung Page #2

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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!

Pull yourself together.

Now, get out there!

And dance!

Are you okay?

I already have blisters!

Just swing by the pharmacy

to get Pepper H and H.

For my feet.

It numbs the toes.

I've never heard

that one before.

Girl, you have got

a lot to learn.

I'm going to get my student ID.

I'll see you at the apartment.

Oh, sorry.

Hey, look who's here.

The Village People.

The one in the yellow hat.

- Hit it, Jay.

- Gotcha!

Come, on! Let's go!

Hey, yo, yo, yo, check

this out, check this out.

The Work crew are battling

the Reapers.

His head's in his butt!

Oh!

Hey!

No!

- Are you okay?

- Yes.

- Watch your bag.

- Thank you.

No. No.

Your violin. Oh!

- Hey, on your feet.

- There's a cop, he can help you.

Wait!

- Why are you following me?

- Because I want to help you.

Thanks, but I think

you've done enough.

Why won't you

just go to the police?

Could you say that any louder?

I'm sorry. I don't know

what your story is.

I'm screwed, that's my story.

Wait, I think we should just stop

for a second and make a plan.

Listen, we are not a team here.

Where's the closest

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