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My name is Lena Grisky

and I go to the best ballet school in the world.

I have a secret.

I'm a time traveler from 1905

and my boyfriend Henri is doing everything he can to get me home.

♪ I can feel my heart skipping Go off the beat ♪

♪ Things are pacing too fast out on the streets ♪

♪ And I try to stay on my feet along the way ♪

♪ Another crazy day Okay, okay ♪

♪ Wake up, wake up, wake up into a new world ♪

♪ Watch out, watch out, watch out and hold on strong, girl ♪

♪ It's time to show myself what I can be ♪

♪ Figure out my life and still be me ♪

♪ Wake up, wake up, wake up and welcome to my world ♪

(Lena) Previously... -I'm a Russian princess from 1905.

This is so cool!

Henri's plan to bring me home didn't work.

Run, Lena!

My necklace scattered him to another year. -Stop, Lena!

(Lena) He's gone. -Find me in Paris.

Luckily the time collectors were sent back to 1905 so I'm safe.

New plan: Blend in and dance like my life depends on it.

♪ Our love is forever It's never going to fade ♪

♪ Come hell or high water We'll never break this dance ♪

(Ines) What are you doing up here? It's really early.

Erm... How do you say panic? -Freaking out.

Yes, I'm freaking out. And when I'm freaking out, I dance.

Because it calms me out.

Chills you out.

Yes, it erm... chills me out. I'm a hundred years in the future, Ines.

You'd be freaking out too.

I've been thinking...

Mathematically, there has to be some working formula to describe Henri's disappearance.

The time-space continuum is pretty complex.

Thank you. Thank you, thank you, thank you.

For not thinking I'm crazy and for actually helping me.

You know, I really couldn't do this without you.

Oh, God. Okay, thank you, Lena. We can't be late.

Until Henri comes for me I'll dance.

Maybe I can even learn some of that hop-hop stuff to take back too.

I think you mean hip-hop.

Well, whatever it is. I'm gonna rick this.

Rock this.

See, what would I do without you?

Hey! I've got an idea. Why don't we make a video diary of your time here?

Video diary? -Yeah.

I'm still so amazed by this.

You would have to sit for hours in my day for one photograph.

You'll get used to it. Okay, so this is your diary.

What do you have to tell the world about being a time traveling ballerina? -Hmm.

Hello. I am Lena Grisky.

I'm in the future where I'll try my best to capture my journey to the best of my ability.

Okay, for real. This is day one of Lena Grisky's life in the future. Woohoo!

(Henri) Okay, let's find Lena.

Are you the custodian? Great! Cause it's like a deep freeze in here

and my muscles are cramping so I'm gonna need you to turn the heat on like... yesterday.

I know, it can be weird seeing me in person.

Don't worry. I get this all the time since the show. Thank you, Dance Off.

I'm looking for... -I'm actually not meant to give out autographs but I suppose I can

make a little exception.

Have you got a pen? -Actually, I'm looking for Lena.

Who's Lena?

Come on, warm up's starting.

(kisses her)

First position.

Oh no. Lena hasn't arrived yet.

I'm one year behind her.

And the hair wash is kept in the most amazing containers.

No pics or vids without a waiver. Don't make me tell you again.

I'm onto you. You think you can come in here and be all fainty and attention-grabby?

(scoffs) You don't know who you're messing with.

Do your research. Check my socials.

Your what? -Okay, that's not even funny. I have like thousands of followers.

You do? -Yeah, Lena, I do.

And they actually follow you?

You know what? I think I have had enough of your sarcasm for one morning.

Good luck today, Lena. I mean that sincerely.

Thank you, Thea, that is very kind. I wish you a good day as well.

It's called a shower. -Well, it was terrifying. Water fell from the ceiling.

Okay, I'm sorry that I sent you on that mission solo.

(grunts) I'm sorry.

Ow! Careful.

I'm so sorry.

(students whisper, then stop)

(Max clears his throat)

That's my desk, chica.

My name is Lena, not chicken.

(all laugh)

Good morning! Algebra, page 38.

Mathematics? Girls never got to do mathematics. This is amazing!

Yeah. You might wanna use your inside voice today.

Pride and Prejudice. Which I trust you all enjoyed as part of your summer reading.

Let's start with some of the main themes of the book.

Oh... -(Madame Pelletier) Thea!

Reputation and class. Love and courtship. And finally, journeys.

(Madame Pelletier) Very good. And what was the original title of the book?

Oh, I know that one too. -It was called First Impressions.

(Madame Pelletier) Excellent!

Write a 500-word essay on two of the main themes and how they connect to one another.

(Madame Pelletier) And next, Anna Karenina by Tolstoy. Argh...

I know him. Uncle Leo is a family friend.

No, you don't. Oh, but I do. He was at the palace last summer so...

There. Nailed it down. Or in... or...

It! Nailed it. Yeah! It! It!

(whispering) Lena...

I was just kidding.

(Ines laughs)

(students chuckle)

Ooh, ooh, ah, yeah! Yeah!

Did that feel good? Hey! I know you're a very big deal and all.

And I'm totally your biggest fan for real, but you could have let Lena answer one question.

Jeffrey, you're irritating me.

(gasps) You know my name?

(gasps)

(radio announcer voice) Ladies and gentleman, let it be known on this very day

that Thea Raphael made it clear that she knows my name. Whoo!

Yeah! Hmm, hmm, hmm. This is my favorite move right here!

You gotta try with me. You just move your head like this. Or you can walk away... Yep...

(Ines) Come on, Lena. Put on your shoes. We can't be late. Lena!

My pointe shoes? -Erm, yes, your pointe shoes.

We have pairs in a second. And it's with Etienne.

And you've already fainted all over him so now is your time to shine.

But we just had ballet tech. Isn't that enough dancing for one day?

I'm used to some ballet in the morning and maybe a walk.

Followed by some cross stitch and maybe a read-along with the other girls.

Lena, you have got to wrap your head around main unit.

You're gonna flunk out this place if you don't pull yourself together.

Everything matters. Pairs matter, tech matters, pliés matter.

Lena, you can do this!

You're right! Thank you! You're a true friend.

I'm wrapping my head around main unit. Is that right?

Hm-mm. -Sounds so weird.

(chuckles) Lena, wait!

None of you know how to communicate anymore.

You're in deep meaningful relationship with your phones instead of each other.

How can you connect as dancers if you can't even connect as people?

In pairs, you'll use the choreography to relay a conversation with each other.

You have until the end of the day and I expect excellence.

You. Jeffrey, Thea, go. You and you, go.

I was for reals earlier. I loved you in Dance Off. I even voted for you.

I also know that you've had 826,000 hits since your epic win.

So... can I apply to be your third minion? (Laughs)

(Etienne) Mr Chase, do you find ballet funny?

(Etienne) Ines and Dash. Lena and Max. (Snaps his fingers)

(Max coughs)

(Etienne) What are you waiting for? Let's go.

Let's get right to work then. Hm, sure. What...

You... you gonna need to come a little bit closer. -Okay, yeah.

Excuse me, but I'd like to remind you to keep your manners.

Uh. From the top then?

(Max clears throat)

Do you have to be so forward? -Are you being serious right now?

(Etienne) Stop. Is there a problem Miss Grisky?

No, sir. -Then dance.

(Max coughs)

(gasps)

Keep going.

Ow! You're too stiff. -And you're inappropriate.

It's called dancing, what the... -(Etienne) Enough!

The best dancers in the world have started at this studio.

Their sweat. Their dreams. Their passion. Only the best survive.

If you're not up for it, then leave. Now.

Promenade. And arabesque. And prepare for the lift.

Oh, that's good. Oh... Okay.

Okay? -Yeah. Totally. Erm...

Jump, spin, step, step, and... Jazz hands!

(chuckles, snorts)

Can you be serious for like one second?

Totally... not!

Are you having a sugar crash or do you always act like this?

Oh girl. I always act like this.

So I was wondering if maybe you could introduce me

to one of your hot shot producers over at Dance Off.

I figured, you know, if this whole ballet thing doesn't work out, I need a back up plan.

What? What? What did I say?

(sighs)

You know, this assignment is about having a conversation.

Yeah, I know but we're not talking.

Hey, what does that even mean?!

(sighs) Epic fail on my part.

You think everybody wants something from you, and I'm sorry.

That was my bad. I didn't mean it.

What are you even doing here?

I lost a bet. -Excuse me?

Yeah well, I did a lot of street challenges back home,

and the loser had to audition at the ballet Grand Prix.

The loser?

Yeah, we thought it would be humiliating to be on stage

with a bunch of classically trained machines like yourself and surprise!

I got in. -You don't belong here.

Wow. Nice one, Ice Queen. No wonder you don't have any real friends.

I have friends! -Oh yeah?

Then why are you here all by yourself?

Why are you here at all? You're not even a real dancer!

Dear Video Diary. I'm not going to lie.

Today has been a tough day. Max doesn't like me very much.

I'm not sure how I'm supposed to dance with him.

But all the dancers are so amazing here.

And I miss Henri, so much, I really wish he... -(Max) Lena?

We are stuck with each other so we might as well figure out a way to make this work.

How about an actual conversation, like with words first?

Maybe that'll loosen you up.

(gasps) I'm not loose! You are impossible.

Lena that is not what I meant! I don't understand, then.

We have an assignment. We don't have a choice. Come on...

This schedule... it's more rigorous than I'm used to.

I'm afraid I'm not good enough.

Maybe you're not. Let's go find out.

That's a terrible thing to say!

Come on chica. Let's go.

(classical music plays)

(Jeff) Pssst! Hey!

(whispers) We're supposed to be looking at each other. Look at me.

Next.

What is this?

Uhm... It's a study about how much can be said by saying absolutely nothing at all.

Hmm. Cheeky.

That almost cost me my grade. Not on my watch, OK?

I don't care how cute you are.

(Max) Follow my lead.

(Max) (grunts annoyedly)

(Etienne) Seriously, is this a joke?!

You're going to practice this until you can do it in your sleep!

Is that clear?

Yes, sir.

Oh no. No way. Not you. Out of my shop!

How many times do I have to kick you out of here, kid?

Do you know me? -(Oscar) Know you?

You are the bane of my existence!

I'm not leaving until you tell me why there's a Wanted Poster of me on your wall.

Here. In the future. I am sure you know I'm not from the future!

This? Well, this is all your fault.

The rips in time, the chaos, the mayhem...

This is all you. Now, get out of my shop, before anyone sees me with you.

Prove it.

You stole a necklace.

You gave it to your girlfriend. You sent her to the future. Sound familiar?

Please, sir. I need your help.

I'm lost. I don't know where I am, I don't know what to do.

(deep sigh)

This is when we met. Before you ruined everything.

(Henri) We look like friends here.

Hey, what's your name?

Oscar...

Why is it so cold in here? -This is a place out of time.

Well, Oscar, if you help me now, maybe I won't ruin everything.

I was trying to get Lena back, and something happened.

And now I'm a year behind her. She doesn't arrive until next year.

So I really need your help. Please.

Fine. -Really?

On one condition.

Where are you going?

To sleep.

And what am I going to do?

You are going to read the rules of time travel.

Or I won't help you and you'll be out on the streets.

Good night!

Okay, okay. Time travel.

(squeals, super excited)

It's like you've never seen a pineapple before.

We can't fail like that ever again. Not at this school.

I know.

Truce? -I accept.

(inhales deeply)

Would you like to finish... dining? -No, I'm ready.

Let's do this.

(Jeff) Brrr... it is cold up in here, man. Downright I-C-Y.

I feel like I'm eating a snow cone at an ice hotel, in like, Iceland.

(blows in his hands)

What do you want?

Oooh... the ice queen speaks!

I'm sorry. Sometimes stuff just comes flying out of my mouth

without my brain even asking for permission. I'm an idiot.

Fine.

Great.

You're dismissed, Jeffrey.

It's mango-raspberry.

We just had an epic falling out. Were you not paying attention?

Nah... we're gonna be besties.

We just needed to clear the air, is all. Come on, I brought you a nice treat.

Thanks.

Oh! You!!

(both breathe nervously)

(gasps) (sighs) Aah.

I give up.

Is that an option?

No.

I'm sorry.

I'm still getting used to everything here.

I'm sorry too.

I know I can be pushy.

(Max) I saw that smile.

Let's talk about your fears. Exaggerate tensing up.

Come on, chica. Trust me.

Why do you keep calling me that?

It means girl in Spanish. It's a term of endearment.

Oohh. That makes more sense.

Should we try it from the top?

Yeah. One second.

(classical music plays)

(door opens)

Once more. I don't have all night.

Not bad. Pass.

See. You can do it.

Okay. So you survived day one.

I've got so much work to do.

It's OK, you'll get used to it.

So, I've given some more thoughts to this whole time travel thing and it's so cool.

For instance, if you take the quantum... Hey Lena, are you listening?

Okay. Well, you've kind of had an epic day. An epic week, really.

Get some sleep, because it all starts again tomorrow.

(deep sigh)