Disclaimer: I don't own BTTF. Universal does.

Friday, May 1st, 2016, 02:45 p.m.

Allen Thomas, a bespectacled young African American boy of about seventeen, shifted slightly in his seat. The Hill Valley high school day would be ending soon, and he'd be free for the weekend. But first he had to endure the evils of Ms. Strickland's Language Arts period. They were doing group projects, and Strickland was picking.

"Allen Thomas?" she asked suddenly.

"Yes?"

"You're with…Marlene McFly."

Oh, man… Allen thought. Not her… She had been staring at him with those big googly eyes for the entire period for reasons Allen could not fathom. Personally, Allen thought she was cute but still rather creepy.

"Really!" exclaimed Marlene excitedly.

"Yes," said Strickland. "I hope you actually choose to WORK, Marlene. Allen is a gifted student and I'm sure he doesn't want to bring his grade down because of you. Of course, that doesn't mean that you should just have him do all the work. Is that understood?"

"Yes, MA'AM!" Marlene replied with evident sarcasm.

"And Allen, keep up the good work. Don't be a slacker."

"Right."

BRRRRRINNG!

Allen shuffled with his books for a second before rising from his seat. Oh, crap, here she comes, he thought as Marlene started walking towards his desk. He stiffened.

"H-hey, Marlene…"

"Allen! Hi! So, we're partners now. What do you want to do the project on? I kind of want to see what's on your mind." She was grinning like a maniac.

"Ummmmm…I was thinking about a compare and contrast type of thing on life for teens our age thirty years ago compared to life for teens now, but it's just a suggestion… I don't really know what I wanna do."

"That's a great idea," Marlene said as she playfully slapped him on the back. "We can study tonight at my house. My parents grew up in that time period, and we could ask them."

"Okay…you live in Hilldale, right?"

"Yeah!"

"Alright, I think I know where. I go past your house almost every day on my hoverboard."

"Cool, meet me there in…" Marlene looked at her digital watch. "Two hours."

"Great, see you then!"

With that, the two high school students went their separate ways.