High school may be so in the past, you cannot remember what your teachers' names were or who the principal was. Or maybe it is still fresh in your mind, as if prom and graduation were just yesterday. Nevertheless, once you break free from the four years of dress code and mandatory class attendance, this liberty presents a whole different life and glo-up as well. So what exactly happens when you run into someone who brings back memories of late stages of puberty, stereotypical cliques, and those people we all know who peaked in high school?

1. Oh my gosh is that her? Her being the one who rebelled against every teacher and was known as the queen of trouble?

2. Hurry turn around! Of all places, why did I have to run into her here at the shoe store!! I wanted to shop in peace and that is obviously out of question anywhere she is!

3. To be completely honest though, I do not remember if we actually ever met. I mean, all I remember about her nowadays is everything I have seen our friends like on her Instagram, or from her posts on Facebook.

4. Should I pretend to recognize her or can I get away with being rude and sidestep her completely?

5. Oh no, here it goes. She is heading over with her arms open and that scary smile plastered over her face.

6. Hi, of course I remember you. How are you? Where are you studying again? How is that?

7. No I do not actually care, but I am pretending to. Is it working?

8. Let us hit the pause button please. I am not actually interested and you need to stop talking about yourself so we can move on with our lives and never see each other again.

9. Yay...you want to talk more about people from high school. No that is not my name. You are totally being racist and confusing me with the other Asian girl that was in our class. Not cool.

10. Oh...oh...now you are pulling out your phone to take a Snapchat of us and show me all your study abroad pictures. Oh my gosh, this conversation has more words flowing in between us than the words spoken in the totality of four years. Wow, I guess graduating high school does change some things.

11. Not to mention that I am totally uncomfortable and have absolutely nothing in common, except that I thought your boyfriend was super nice and you were not.

12. Oh my gosh, finally. Time for the good-byes. No, I do not hope to see you again. Let us keep the past in the past and the present farewells short and simple. It was a pleasure, but...toodles.