A/N - I'm a little surprised at the... enthusiastic reaction to this story, since my first two did not get much traction. Happy, but surprised. Enjoy!

Brief glance at Luke's POV

I turned away from recording some dancers as I heard the loud cheering, louder than earlier. I walked over to see a guy and a girl who looked to be only a few years younger than me using their surroundings as they danced.

They were amazing. Then I looked closer at the girl. She looked slightly Hispanic, with her tanned skin and thick dark hair. Her clothes, while as decent as a tank-top and sweats could be, showed her slender but curvy figure.

But not only was she beautiful, the look on her face when she was dancing…

And then she was laughing as her male counter-part stared popping bubbles. I had to admit, these kids were awesome.

Back to Adrianna's POV

Suddenly a bunch of balloons popped as Moose and I jumped behind a small wall-like-bench. There was a bunch of steam and suddenly a ton of balloons were flying into the air.

I looked at Moose. We were in so much trouble. The balloon vender started calling for the cops and pointing at us as the crowd laughed.

But then, a dude with a camera grabbed us. "Come on, they're after you! Go!" He started running, and we were close behind him.

I laughed slightly. Running from the cops. Isn't that what got me into the system in the first place?

We slowed down slightly when we saw our path blocked by a hot god stand. "What are you doing?" Moose asked him, but I just grinned.

"Jump, first, questions later" he said before taking off again. He grabbed the bar just under the umbrella of the stand and jumped through the small window without touching anything.

"Wow" I heard Moose say faintly before fallowing the dude. But instead of jumping through, I used a couple trashcans as steps and then ran along the wall over the stand before landing hard of the ground on the other side.

We followed him up to a tall gate, where he stopped. "My ribcage. I have to tell you I just threw up in my mouth" he gasped.

I wrinkled my nose. "Gross Moose. Demasiada información (Too much information)"

"Where are you going" Moose asked the dude, ignoring me. The guy was walking away, playing with his camera.

"No. How did you just do that back there?" he asked again. "I mean, you're like, freaking flying man" Moose kept talking, fallowing him. I reluctantly fallowed.

"Moose, I don't think he wants two strange freshmen running from the cops following him around, lo deje solo (Leave him alone)"

"Nah, it's okay. "I'm Luke" he said, finally stopping and shaking hands with Moose.

"No, it's like this, you gotta blow it up" he said, holding up his fist. I smiled and shook my head as Moose tried to teach a virtual stranger his thing.

Luke did his own handshake making moose go speechless. "How's that?" Luke said before walking away.

"I'm Robert Alexander III, by the way, and that hot-blooded little Spanish dancer is Adrianna, my sister" I rolled my eyes at my introduction. Moose loved to tease my hot temper and even hotter dancing by calling me a hot-blooded Spanish dancer. I was from Spain, after all.

"Just, since you asked" Moose continued. "But you can just call me Moose"

"I haven't seen you around" Luke said, moving some things around the alley.

"We just got here. We're starting NYU. Moose here's an engineer" I said.

"You're gonna be dancing too?"

Moose reluctantly shook his head as I told Luke "Moose had to give up dancing"

"I mean, dancing was cool in high school but it's time for us to face the real world" he asked. Luke looked at him in disbelief.

"You really have no idea what you did back there, do you? You're BFAB" he said. The saying was familiar.

"BFAB" Moose asked, confused.

"Born form a Boombox" Luke told us. "Some people learn to dance, others are born to. And you're in New York City. The dancer center of the world" he grabbed a flyer from a wall. "Check this" he said, handing it to Moose as I read over his shoulder.

The cover was World Jam. "It's the biggest battle ever"

I chuckled and nudged Moose. "They said about The Streets. Remember?" I said. Moose grinned and nodded.

"There's never been this kind of prize money. And those guys in the park? They're gearing up for this. You guys are good enough. You should be in this" Luke explained.

I looked at the paper longingly. I sighed. Then Luke pulled back an old cloth to reveal a sweet looking two door car. "That's your car?" Moose asked. "Oh, that's so sick!" Luke opened the door for us. Moose climbed into the back for some reason. I knew he liked sitting in the front.

"Get in. What you saw at the park today is just the beginning" I bit my lip, thinking of Camille and feeling guilty. But there was something about Luke… and there was dancing. I'm in.

And so I climbed in. Luke shut the door for me, climbed into the driver's seat, and we were gone.

We drove until it was dark. Moose started over-enthusiastically pointing things out, which made Luke and I laugh. I thought I saw, from the corner of my eye, Luke watching me, but when I turned he was still looking at the road. I guess I imagined it.

Finally Luke pulled into another alley on the other side of the city. He got out and, before I could open it myself, opened the door for me. I couldn't help but blush slightly, and hoped the color didn't show very well on my dark cheeks.

"What the heck is this place?" Moose asked as he got out.

"Come on" was all Luke said, leading us inside. "Welcome to my house. House of Pirates" he said, pulling on a sliding piece of metal working as a door/wall to reveal an old-fashioned elevator.

"Nice place" Moose said mildly. "It's a little small to live in" I smacked Moose on the arm. "Hey!" he cried.

Luke pushed down a lever and the elevator started moving, surprising Moose. "My parents converted this place years ago. We all live and train upstairs and run a club downstairs to make end meet" he said.

Moose poked me and pointed at a sign that read 'Warning: all persons riding on this freight elevator do so at their own risk'. I smiled and looked back at Luke.

"Kind of like a secret hide-out" Luke continued. "Alright, this is it" he said, stopping the freight elevator. "We call this The Vault" he pushed open some doors to reveal the coolest room I had ever seen.

There was a set of stairs in the middle of the room leading to another tory, a pit on the left half of the room and a table on the right side of the stairs. But the coolest part? There was people dancing everywhere and music was on real loud.

"Around here, dance is your identity" Luke told us, leading us around. "We live together, work together, battle together, but unlike other crews, we all have different styles" he said, pointing to the different groups doing different styles of dancing.

"I found all of these guys out in the city. Crazy talent, but no place to go" I saw a dude doing flips in a corner that as completely covered in pillows, probably for protection if you fell, but a realistic floor, unlike a trampoline which I had first learned on. First time I did a flip on the floor I forgot the ground didn't move with me and I broke my wrist.

"We become a kind of pseudo-family here. Where we can be ourselves and rules don't apply" Luke told us. I looked around.

I was kind of sad there was no salsa or other kinds of dance we did on the streets in Spain, but I was not disappointed. Luke was right, these kids were crazy talented.

"This place is off the chain" Moose told him.

Luke smiled and pointed at something. "Thing one and thing two over there? That's Santiago Twins" he said.

One of them pointed at us. "You. You two. We saw you dancing at the park. You were-"

"Amazing"

"You were great"

"You are from another planet"

"Your own planet. Your own word"

"You two are just amazing."

They were talking so fast it was a little hard to understand.

When they finally paused, I asked, "Santiago? Isn't that Spanish?" They looked at me. And looked. And looked. Finally I sighed in exasperation and shook my head. "Adrianna Gonzalez. Born and partially raised in Barcelona, Spain" I told them.

The twins started blabbering again, until Luke interrupted them. "Guys, come on, no questions. I gotta show them around" finally they stopped talking and walked away. I heard one of them say hurry up in Spanish. That answered my question.

"Ah, Luke" a guy with an African accent walked up to us.

"Jacob!" Luke slapped hands with Jacob and introduced us. "Meet Moose and his sister, Adrianna" Jacob shook hands with him,

"Please to meet you Moose" and them he grabbed my hand, but instead of shaking it, he kissed it. Instead of blushing and stuttering, as most girls would, I arched my eyebrow.

"Smooth. But I'm not gonna fall for that. When it comes to romantics, the French got nothing on us" I said. I knew they could all hear my Spanish accent clearly.

"This guy right here" Luke said, putting his hand on Jacob's shoulder. "He's the captain of the ship."

Jacob grinned. "More like first mate. I heard you did some impressive work in the park today"

Moose looked around. "How does everybody know that?" he asked.

"News travels fast when you beat someone like Kid Darkness" Jacob told us. Moose and I glanced at each other in confusion.

Jacob turned to Luke. "I need to borrow you for one second. We've got some things…" I then noticed the papers in Jacob's hands, but Luke didn't seem to want to talk about it.

"Can we wait? I gotta show them around"

Just then, a bunch of dancers came bouncing over. "We'll take them!" One of the guys raised his hand to volunteer.

"Yeah, we'll show them around!" Another added as they stopped in front of us.

"I don't know about that, guys" Luke said hesitantly, though he had a small smile on his face.

"Come on please"

All three started to talk at once, but I couldn't help but smile when I heard the middle one say "What would Jesus do?" Moose and I laughed.

"Alright. Don't hurt him" Luke said.

"Him?" I arched my eyebrow.

Luke nodded. "Yeah, from what I saw, you can take care of yourself."

I nodded. "True that" Moose's mouth hung open in disbelief as he looked back and forth between me and Luke as we made fun of him.

"Ana, Moose, these are the Ticks. Good luck"

With that, Luke walked away. They wrapped their arms around us and led us to another part of the Vault.