It had been one month after being back home. Marty McFly had been going back to his regular life challenges. Doing homework, dealing with his annoying teacher Mr. Srictlin, and having confusing thoughts about… time-travel. He missed Doc a lot and the only person he could talk about it with was Jennifer. Ever since Marty saw Doc depart from in the time-travelling train, things were quiet and even almost lonely.
Thanksgiving was coming up soon, and Marty and his family were going to his Grandma Stella and Grandpa Sam's house. His sister Linda wasn't coming because she was coming to her boyfriend's family for Thanksgiving. Marty thought Thanksgiving would be able to help him think about something other than time-travel.
Marty sat on his bed, looking at the drawing of the Flux Capacitor. He had found it in Doc's lab. He stared at the drawing, remembering the great adventures he and doc had together.
A soft knock came at the door.
"Yeah?" asked Marty. "Mom is that you?"
"Yes Marty, it's me." Said Lorraine. "Are you ready for school?"
"Yes, mom." Marty grumbled, rolling his eyes. "Jeez, I'm almost 18, I can keep track of time." And this was definitely true.
"Just making sure." Said Lorraine in a calm voice.
Marty heard her walk away from the door. He sighed and put the drawing of the Flux Capacitor on his desk. He grabbed the skateboard leaving against the wall and headed outside, until his mom stopped him.
"What're you doing?" she asked. "Don't you want to ride your truck?"
Marty looked down at his skateboard. He was still getting used to the idea of having his own vehicle. He missed riding his skateboard to school, but he also enjoyed giving Jennifer rides.
"Right… My truck." He said slowly. "Uh, yeah, I'll just put this back." He dashed to his room and placed his skateboard back against the wall.
"Bye mom." He said as he walked at the door.
"Bye!" she shouted.
Marty hopped into his shiny new black truck and pulled out of the driveway. He into Jennifer's neighborhood, a very nice neighborhood compared to his. He drove into Jennifer's driveway, but to his surprise, Jennifer wasn't there waiting for him. Was she sick? Marty wanted to know, but he didn't have time to knock on their door or go back home and give her a call. He had to get to school.
Oh well. He thought. Maybe I'll see her at school.
He pulled out of the driveway, passing by a few houses until he heard a loud saying, "Stop, wait!"
Marty slowly stopped, and rolled down his window. "Do you need help?" He asked.
"I need a ride." Replied the girl. She had long, blonde hair and ripped jeans with a red t-shirt. Marty almost thought she looked very familiar. He thought maybe he saw that face somewhere before.
"A ride?" He asked after a long silence.
"Yeah, I missed the bus." She said aggressively.
"Are you sure you want a ride from a stranger?" He asked with a smirk.
"You're no stranger." She said. "I've seen you around in the hallways at school."
"You go to my school?" He asked with confusion. "I've never seen you before."
"Yeah, that's because we have no classes together." She pointed out.
"Oh… right." He said, feeling dumb. "Well, uh, hop in."
The girl went to the other side of the truck and sat in the passenger seat.
Marty turned on the engine and began to drive. "I got to admit though, you really do look familiar. What's your name?"
"I'm Tiffany." She replied. "But call me Tiff. And your name is Martin, right?"
"Just call me Marty."
"Alright."
Marty paused for a minute then asked, "Uh, mind if I ask what your last name is?"
"Tannen." She replied. "Tiff Tannen."
Marty began to feel his palms get sweaty. "Did you say Tannen?" he asked nervously.
"Yeah…" she said slowly. "Is there something wrong with that?"
"Uh, no… no." He lied.
This is getting heavy. He thought to himself.