At lunch at my not-so-humble catholic high school(i'm not catholic by the way) I go outside for a breath of fresh air, and to converse with my fellow class mates. What happens? somebody throws an empty water bottle at me. What do I do? i throw it back. chaos ensues, and somehow as i'm walking away, someone throws it at me again. So i chuck it in that general direction. Hitting my sworn little sister, who proceeds to steal my bag and run around laughing with it. When i retrieve that, she steals my sweatshirt. and when i retrieve THAT, the bell rings. Insane-o teens beware. the bell that rings.