8:00 PM PDT
As Marty stepped into Hill Valley Elementary School with Doc and Jules, he felt really nervous. Did Doc expect him to stay in his class all day? He suddenly caught sight of a familiar-looking young man, who was mopping the floors at the hallways.
"Well, howdy!" the young dark-skinned man greeted Marty, cheerfully. "Are you new here in town? You quite look to be around my age, and I don't think I have seen you in town before! By the way, my name is Goldie Wilson! So what's your name?"
"Oh, hello, Goldie," Marty replied, smiling. "I'm really just visiting this town for about a week. My name is Robert Plant, and I am spending this whole week at Dr. Brown's mansion. I just turned eighteen a couple months ago, in fact. It's very great to meet you. My cousin, Michael, had met Dr. Brown back in the year 1938, in fact."
"It is quite nice to meet you, Robert," Goldie said, warmly. "I am close to Dr. Brown, myself. Some people in this town don't understand him, but I think this man is a real genius. I can really relate to Dr. Brown, because I know just how it feels to be hated for something that you cannot help. I'm not one to be easily discouraged, though."
"So do you work at this school as a janitor?" Marty asked. "Do you feel that there are a lot of people in this town who hate you? I really don't think that's right, you know."
"It's only a small handful of bigots," Goldie explained. "Lou Carruthers, for one, does not like me - just because I have dark skin. As a result, I'm not ever welcome at the cafe. I just don't let these few hateful people get under my skin, though. I don't ever need their approval of me, anyway. It sure says more of them, than it does of me!"
"That's the spirit," Marty said, approvingly. "Anyway, if you remain true to yourself - and you don't give up hope, I am really sure that you will become quite a successful person someday. Then you can laugh in the faces of those who were down on you."
"I am very fortunate to have a supportive family," Goldie added, "as well as some supportive friends. Terry Vincent has been my close friend for a long time, and he hopes to run an automobile business someday. Maybe we can meet after school?"
"Sure, why not?" Marty replied, smiling. "I need to talk to Dr. Brown about this first, but I see no reason why he would object. I would really love to meet your friends."
"Come on, Robert," Doc urged, as he was walking by with Jules, "classes are almost about to start, and I want you to meet my teacher's aide. Goldie's also a rather kind person, and I'm glad that the two of you met. That man has such a heart of gold."
"Thank you, Dr. Brown," Goldie said, smiling at Doc. "Is it okay with you if Robert comes with me after school? He seems like such a kind young man, you know."
"Yeah, sure, I guess so," Doc replied, smiling. "I know his cousins, Michael and Huey Lewis. I met Huey when I was five years old, and I met Michael eight years ago."
Marty was smiling inwardly, as he followed Doc to the classroom where he taught. He had a feeling that this would be a rather interesting day. It was really great getting to meet the future Mayor Wilson, back when he was the same age as Marty was.
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"Hey, Carol," Doc said, to a young woman, "do you remember when I called you last night, and I told you that I had a couple of visitors who were spending this week with me?" After Carol nodded, Doc added, "The young man here is Robert Plant. The little boy here is Jimmy Page. I figured that there wouldn't be much harm to letting Jimmy join my class for a week. He's the same age as the students are, after all."
"It's a big pleasure to meet you, Robert and Jimmy," Carol said, warmly. After Marty shook Carol's hand, she added, "So, Robert, do you think you will be very interested in joining me when school is over? Maybe I could show you around town a little."
"Actually, I was already planning on going with Goldie Wilson," Marty replied, rather nervously. "Maybe we could spend the afternoon together tomorrow, instead."
"Oh, Goldie is going to be with us," Carol explained. "I am actually dating his really good buddy, Terry Vincent. The two of us have been dating for nearly a year, now. He's a real dreamboat, and I believe that we really are destined to tie the knot one of these days. When I first met him, it was very much like love at first sight."
After taking a close look at Carol, Marty suddenly realized that this was the woman who would become this founder of the Hill Valley Preservation Society. Carol would be the same woman who interrupted the kiss between him and Jennifer on this day before Doc had unveiled the time machine to him last year, in fact.
"Yeah, well, great," Marty said, nervously. "I sure would love to join you people after school, then. You seem like a very nice girl, and I would really love to meet Terry."
"That sounds great," Carol said, smiling. "We'll be heading over to Goldie's house. I believe he is quite a fine young man, but I really wish he had more appreciation for clocks. I mean, I really think clocks are a very beautiful form of art. Just because a clock no longer tells the time - it doesn't mean that they lise all value, you know."
"All right, Jimmy," Doc told Jules, "you can sit in this desk over here. Class should be starting in about five minutes. I'm pretty sure the kids will like you. All the kids in my class are wonderful people, and I teach them to have empathy for other people."
Marty watched, as Jules sat in the desk. He watched on, as a strangly familiar young boy had taken a seat right next to Jules. The two boys seeme to be rather nervous.
"My name is Jimmy Page," Jules said, to the boy next to him. "What is your name?"
"My name is George McFly," the other boy replied. Marty swallowed hard, as soon as the other boy mentioned his name. As Marty studied his father a little more, he even noticed that the boy's hair was styled the same was as it was in the year 1955.
"Pleased to meet you, George," Jules said, smiling. "Do you want to play with me at recess, today? What are some of the things that you really enjoy doing, George?"
"Uh, reading science fiction stories," George explained. "I really love stories about visitors coming down to earth from other planets. So, Jimmy, do you quite believe that there could be life on other planets? I mean, the universe is really big."
"I certainly wouldn't rule out the possibility," Jules replied, smiling. "Say, have you ever read Jules Verne? He wrote some very excellent science fiction stories."
Marty suddenly felt nervous that Jules may inadvertently disrupt history. He realized that Jules had spent the first eight years of his life in the Old West, so Marty did best as he could to relax. Suddenly, the bell rang - nearly causing Marty to jump up.
"Good morning, class!" Dr. Brown said, as he stood in front of the teacher's desk.
"Good morning, Dr. Brown!" the whole class, including Jules, had responded.
"We have a new kid visiting town," Dr. Brown continued. "He will be staying here for a week, so I figured he should attend this class. His name is Jimmy Page. Why don't we all greet him and make him feel welcome! Let's all say 'hi' to Jimmy, okay?"
After Jules stood up, all of the kids turned to him and called out, "Hello, Jimmy!"
"Hello, everyone," Jules said, a bit nervously. He then slowly sat back in his seat.
As much as Marty didn't want to discourage Jules from being friends with George, he could help but worry that Jules' friendship with him could really affect the space-time continuum in drastic ways. Marty sighed, as he tried to put aside his worries.