I also saw my old yearbook teacher. and my old social studies teacher. We went to fill up a bucket of water, and ran into them. My yearbook teacher (whom I dislike VERY much, because she is very mean to me) starts yelling "GIRLS!" so I stop and wait for her to come over with my ss teacher. And she's like "What are you doing here unsupervised?!" and I was like "filling up the water, we're doing tattoos." and I'm like shaking, because she scares me. And then she was like "our purses are down here! if they were stolen, do you know who we would blame?" and I was like "us..." but come on, three girls look like total purse snatchers. And my ss teacher came over to me and was like "how are you, sweetie?" and gave me a hug, because she could tell I was about to freak out or something because of my yearbook teacher. And my ss teacher was like "it's alright" and my yearbook teacher was like "what were you doing down here?!" and I was like "filling water! and we wanted to see our old teachers" and she starts being rude to me. But my ss teacher told me it was alright. Then we leave. Ugh, bleh. Ugh. Ugh. Uggggggggh. People.