Well, thing was, Johnny was practically sitting in front of the open door. It was the best place for his drumset, right there in the middle of the floor. Hoozah!

Bang bang beat beat bang bang bang... rat tat tat TAT! Beat bang tap tap tap, went his sticks upon his drums. Johnny was awesome.

But another damn book slowed his progress once more and he stopped, stood up, tossed his drumsticks to the floor and grabbed up all of her books, barely scanning over the last note, quote, whatthehellever 'cause he didn't get it anyway, and made his way across the hall.

"What the hell, Adah? What. The. Hell?"