Dean got to Mr Jericho's door with three minutes until the tickets went on sale. The door was slightly open, so Dean could hear what Mr Jericho was saying, as well as being able to signal to Renee and the others who were buying tickets.
Mr Jericho- "The glockenspiel can be compared to pianos, for the way in which the notes ascend and descend, and also a xylophone, for the metallic notes as well as the pitch of sound that it projects."
Mr Jericho noticed some of the students glancing at their phones.
Mr Jericho- "Listen, guys. I am under no illusions and understand that learning about the design of the glockenspiel is not the most interesting thing in the world but at least bare with me. I should make a list of all the things that annoy me."
Mr Jericho grabbed a clipboard and a piece of paper off his desk and wrote on it.
Mr Jericho- "The first thing on the list is people who keep looking at their phones when you are trying to talk to them."
Mr Jericho finished writing on his newly created list when Dean walked into the room.
Mr Jericho- "Now, where was I?"
Dean Ambrose- "Mr Jericho, sorry to bother you but Mr Johnson sent me along to see if you had the key to the storage room. We need a new lightbulb for a theatre light."
Mr Jericho grabbed his clipboard, turned his back to the class and walked over to Dean with a swagger in his walk.
Mr Jericho- "Do you know what happens, Dean Ambrose, when you interrupt my class? Do you know what happens, Dean? Do you know what happens when you interrupt my class, huh? You just made the list!"
Mr Jericho clicked his pen and wrote Dean's name on the clipboard.
Dean, for one of the first times in his life, was lost for words. He was finally able to catch himself and get something out.
Dean Ambrose- "So can I get the keys for the storage room?"
Mr Jericho- "Sure, here."
Jericho threw the keys to Dean.
Dean Ambrose- "I probably should of told you that I don't know where the storage room is so you need to come help me."
Mr Jericho- "Fine, just give me two seconds. Class, talk amongst yourselves while I fix this mess."
Mr Jericho led Dean out of the room, leaving Sasha, Paige, Bayley, Renee, and Sami, with their phones out, looking to buy tickets for the concert.
They had two minutes to go, which gave them time to go over their plan one last time.
Renee Young- "You guys know the drill, I am buying mine, Dean's, and Seth's."
Sasha Banks- "I'm buying mine and Nattie's."
Paige Bevis- "I will get my ticket and the Bella's tickets."
Bayley Martinez- "I get two, one for me and one for Becky."
Sami Zayn- "I get mine. The easiest task of them all."
In the storage room, Mr Jericho was looking through the many cardboard boxes, to try and find the bulb that Dean needed. Out of the corner of his eye, Dean spotted the box. Obviously, Dean did not actually want Mr Jericho to find the bulb, so naturally he slowly pulled an even bigger box in front of the lightbulb box.
Mr Jericho- "Are you sure it is even in here?"
Dean Ambrose- "Mr Johnson said that it would be. I can only take his word."
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