November 8, 1955

2:50 p.m.

Timmy's POV

Marty, Annie, and I were hanging outside of the gas station. Marty was trying so badly to open his Pepsi. I was giggling up a storm at him trying to open it. Annie was about to help him when Mr. McFly ran over to us.

I asked Marty and Annie, "What's with him?" Marty and Annie just exchanged smiles as I sighed and whispered, "I'm so not looking forward to my teenage years."

Marty asked Mr. McFly, "Hey, George. Where were you? You weren't in school."

He looked disoriented and answered, "I overslept. Listen, you three got to help me. I have to ask Lorraine to the dance."

Annie responded, "Well, keep your pants on, she's in the café."

Mr. McFly shot her a look. I was trying to tell Annie not to talk like that but thankfully Marty was still trying to open his Pepsi.

He asked, "God, how do you open these things?"

Mr. McFly brushed the top on the mailbox, which forced it open.

I smiled and said, "Neat trick."

Annie said, jokingly, "Thank you for making Marty look silly."

Marty shot us a look and Annie and I giggled a little. Okay, maybe Annie and I do joke around too much about everything little thing but that's a part of who I am. After all, I couldn't see my life without jokes, science, and of course dad, Marty, and Annie. I was sad that dad was dead back in our time, so I decided to do something about it.

Marty asked Mr. McFly as we were walking over to the café, "What made you change your mind?"

He answered, "Last night, Dark Vader came down from the planet Vulcan and threatened to melt my brain if I didn't ask Lorraine to the dance."

I shot him a look. What was he talking about? Dark Vader didn't exist. Then I saw that Annie was desperately trying not to giggle. That's when I realized that they must have done something last night when I was sleeping.

Annie responded, "Let's keep the melting brain things to ourselves, shall we?"

Mr. McFly nodded and Marty pointed into the café.

He said, "All right, there she is. Just go in there and ask her to the dance. Say the first thing that comes to your mind."

Mr. McFly thought for a moment and said, "Nothing is coming to my mind."

I rolled my eyes and muttered, "Geese, Mr. McFly. Why were you ever born?"

Mr. McFly perked up and Marty said, getting his attention, "Just tell her that she is the most beautiful person you've ever saw. Tell her that destiny brought you two together. Girls like that stuff. Ask Annie."

Annie was in a bit of trance. I giggled as I knew Marty's advice was right on the money. I knew Annie was hoping that he would one day tell her those things.


Annie's POV

I brought myself out of my love fog and said, "Uh, right you are, Marty."

Marty shot me a look as Timmy was giggling under his breath. Timmy was the only person besides Doc that I had sworn to secrecy about me liking Marty. Anyways, we saw that Uncle George was writing what Marty was saying down. 'Hm, I wonder if Uncle George has got any relationship to Timmy. Nah, Timmy's not a nerd nor is he a weakling. Maybe he's a Chosen One and he doesn't know it,' I thought.

I told Uncle George, "If you can put your mind to it, George, you can accomplish anything."

Timmy shot me a look as I shrugged. I know I was giving him Doc's line but if it was going to boost Uncle George's confidence, why not? Timmy just smiled at me as we went in. Marty, Timmy, and I sat the bar. Uncle George ordered some chocolate milk and went over to Aunt Lorraine. Everything seemed to be going good…until the music stopped. Marty, Timmy, and I all looked up and saw Biff. 'Damn, bad timing,' I thought. Timmy looked disappointed as did Marty. Biff came over to Uncle George but Marty tripped him. Biff stared him down and I shot 'why did you have to go and do that' look. Timmy shook his head, worried about his friend.

Marty faked Biff out and punched him. Marty ran out the door and Timmy and I followed in his tracks. We got outside where we saw Marty taking apart a wooden scooter and made his own skateboard. Biff and his gang chased him around and Marty made them crash into a manure truck.

Timmy shouted, "Nice one, Marty!"

I heard someone next to us asks, "Who is that guy?"

The other girl asked, "Yeah, where does he come from?"

Aunt Lorraine, crushing on Marty bad said, "I don't know, but I'm going to find out."

'Uh oh,' I thought to myself. Without anyone noticing me, I grabbed Timmy's wrist and we ran off. We wanted to head to Doc's house but Uncle George stopped us.

He asked, "If you're cousin is so hung up on me asking Lorraine to the dance, then why does he keep showing me up?"

I tried to answer the best I could, "Listen, George. Marty doesn't mean to show you up..."

Timmy added, "It's just he had to do something. You weren't going to, were you?"

His face fell. He knew that we were telling the truth.

He said, sadly, "You're right, Amie and Tommy. I'm a weakling."

I smiled and responded, "First of all, call me Annie."

Timmy added, "And call me Timmy."

I finished, "Second of all, you're not a weakling. There is always time to make things right."

Timmy nodded in agreement as he smiled at us. At least the whole time concept worked for him. As for Marty, time was running out! Linda was staring to disappear and we knew Marty was next. I decided to do something.

I responded, "Listen, George. Timmy and I have got to go to our, uh, uncle's place and maybe later we can work on a plan for you. Is that okay?"

Uncle George smiled at me and answered, "That will be fine Amie...I mean Annie."

I smiled at him and Timmy said, "Okay. Marty, Annie and I will catch up with you later."

Uncle George responded, "Okay, Tommy...I mean Timmy."

With that, we left and ran towards Doc's place. We had to get there first! After all, we had to warn Marty that Aunt Lorraine was coming!


We got there and we saw Aunt Lorraine leaving, obviously in a love fog. 'Damn, we're too late,' I thought. I entered the garage. Doc was there, shaking his head and Marty, well; let's just say he was disoriented.

Doc said, sadly, "Lorraine forced Marty to ask her to the dance."

Timmy responded, "Ah, man. I feel for you, Marty."

Marty responded, "Thanks, Timmy. But, what are we going to do?"

I smiled and responded, "The only thing we can do, Marty. We play chess. We maybe in check but it is not over until we claim checkmate. Okay, not the best speech. But, you know what I mean. It is up to you, Timmy, and me to set things right and that's exactly what we are going to do."

Marty smiled at me as did Timmy.

Doc asked, "So, what are you going to do?"

I smiled and explained, "You worry about the experiment, Doc. We'll worry about Marty's folks."

Timmy added, "We've got four days. Let's not waste them."

Marty and I nodded in agreement as did Doc.

Doc responded, "Well, let me show you my plan for getting you three back home. Please forgive the crudity of this model. I haven't been able to build it too scale."

I smiled and responded, "I think you did a fine job, Doc."

Timmy added, "I agree, dad. You're always too hard on yourself."

Marty nodded and told us, "We've already went through the 'dry' run and it works. Let's just hope it works four days later."

"I agree," Timmy and I said, in unison.


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