(In Town of Hill Valley)
The siblings exited Doc's lab, went through the front gate, and hopped on their skateboards. Ally got ahead of Marty, using her right foot to push herself forward onto the road. "Let's go, slowpoke!" Ally called, looking behind her for a minute. Marty sped up by pushing himself with his right foot.
He was soon right behind her, grabbing onto the back of a jeep, letting it pull them forward. Ally did the same, watching as the jeep drove through the town of Hill Valley. The siblings waved and smiled at the people they passed by. It was a quaint little down with a courthouse with a clock at the top of it, the only problem was that the time was stuck on 10:05.
Not long after, the siblings make it to the school, Hill Valley High School. The siblings hop off their skateboards, kicking them up to catch them. Just before they could walk up the cracked front steps, Jennifer Parker, Marty's girlfriend, runs outside to meet them. Ally cracked a smile when she saw her. "Hey, Jen. We're not late, are we?" she asked.
"Yeah, you guys are. Don't go through the front. If Strickland catches the both of you, it'll be four tardies in a row." Jennifer said, pulling them around to the back. The back door led them into the main hallway. Jennifer peeked around the corner to check if it was empty.
"Alright, I think we're safe," she said, seeing the coast is clear. The three teens walked down the hallway. Ally tucked her skateboard under her right arm. Marty put an arm around Jennifer's shoulders. "Man, we shouldn't get in trouble for this." Ally said, looking around the empty hallways. "Yeah, it wasn't our fault this time. Doc set all the clocks 25 slow." Marty added defensively.
Then, a hand stops the three teens in their tracks. "Doc?" Strickland said. The teens inwardly groaned because they thought they were alone. "Am I understanding that you two are still hanging around Doc Emmet Brown, Mcfly?" Strickland said, handing out three tardy slips.
"Now let me give you two a nickel's worth of advice. This so-called Doc Brown is dangerous, a real nutcase. You two hang around him any longer, you both are going to be in big trouble." Strickland lectured, getting Ally to roll her eyes. "Oh yes, sir," Marty said sarcastically.
With that, Strickland gave Marty a shove, getting right in his face so that their noses were practically touching. "Both of you got a real attitude problem, real slackers. You two remind me of your old man when he went here, he was a slacker too." Strickland spat. Ally took a step forward towards their vice principal. "Can we go now, Mr. Strickland? We should get to class." Ally said, sarcasm oozing in her tone.
However, Strickland didn't break his gaze from Marty. "I hear your band is on the roster for the band auditions after school today. Why even bother Mcfly? You haven't got a chance, you're too much like your old man. No Mcfly ever amounted to anything in Hill Valley." Strickland said, sounding more like a drill sergeant as opposed to a vice principal.
"Things are about to change," Marty said optimistically, "C'mon, Ally, Jennifer." "Right behind you, Marty. See you later, Strickland." Ally replied, giving the strict man a two-finger salute.
(After School)
One of Ally's favorite things to do is to watch Marty practice with his band that was called, 'The Pinheads.' Other than that mishap with Doc's amplifier, Marty was pretty talented with playing the guitar. He was the lead guitarist to his band. Jennifer and Ally stood to the side of the stage, waiting for Marty's band to have their turn in the auditions.
"Next please." One judge said through a bullhorn. Marty jogged up the stage steps and met his band, who were getting ready to perform. He glances at his sister and girlfriend, who gave him thumbs up to wish him good luck. "Alright," Marty said into the microphone, "We're the Pinheads." His voice echoed throughout the large gym.
The band started to perform their song of choice, "Power of Love," by Huey Lewis and the News. However, the band didn't get to perform the entire song because the front judge picked up his bullhorn and stood up. "That's enough. Stop the microphone, hold it." the judge ordered. They do and stare at the judge, confused as to why he stopped them so early.
"I'm afraid you're just too darn loud." the judge said, shaking his head disapprovingly. Ally and Jennifer both look at each other, each feeling the same thing: hurt and discouraged. Marty couldn't believe that the judge called his music "too loud."
(In the town square)
The three teens left the gym and make their way to the Hill Valley Town Square. As they went there, there was a car with a picture of the town mayor, Goldie Wilson on the sides of it. There were a few loudspeakers atop the car telling the citizens to vote for Goldie Wilson to reprise his role as the mayor.
"Too loud. I can't believe it. If this keeps happening, I won't get the chance to play in front of a real crowd." Marty grumbled, sulking in his shoes. "Marty, you can't let one rejection bring you down," Jennifer said, holding a tape he recorded in her hand.
"Man, I don't think I'm cut out for music," Marty grumbled. "Marty, Jen, and I have seen you play dozen times. You're really talented." Ally complimented. "You're my sister, so you have to say that," Marty said, heaving a sigh. It was true; the girls watched him play a lot and each time was a perfect performance. So it didn't make sense for him to be so modest about the talent he has.
"No, Marty. Ally's right. You're really good. And this audition tape is great too. You gotta send this to the record company." Jennifer agreed, slapping the recorded tape on Marty's chest. "What was it that Doc always tells us?" Ally began, only to be cut off by Marty.
"I know, if you put your mind to it, you can accomplish anything," Marty said, rolling his eyes. Ally was also wanting to become a singer/songwriter when she got older. Like Marty, it's been a passion of hers for a few years now. And sometimes, she'd help Marty with some music for his band. And they've had some good performances with Ally's help.
"It's solid advice, Marty." Ally said, perching on a bench, setting her skateboard on the side of it. "Yeah, but what they don't like the tape when I send it in? What if they say get out of here kid, you got no future. I don't think I can take that kind of rejection." Marty continued, sitting down next to her. Ally rolled her eyes at what her brother said. "Man, you're sounding like dad," she said.
"C'mon, Ally, he's not that bad. At least he's cool enough to let Marty borrow the car tomorrow night." Jennifer said. Ally leaned over towards Jennifer to keep her voice at a whisper. "At least I'll have alone time." Ally whispered. Marty had seen a truck that was being pulled into a gas station on the back of another truck. "Check out that four by four. That is hot." Marty said, aweing at the truck.
"Someday, Jennifer. Someday." Marty said, coming back over to Jennifer and Ally. He pulled Jennifer close to him. Ally rolled her eyes at the intimacy between Marty and Jennifer. She never looked for a man to date; she just wasn't interested in anyone. "Wouldn't it be great to take that truck up to the lake, throw in a few sleeping bags in the back, sleep under the stars?" Marty teased, his hands on her waist.
"Does y'all's mom know?" Jennifer asked. Marty chuckled at her question. "Nah, get out of town. Our mom thinks I'm going camping with the guys, besides I got Ally to cover me," he said, looking down at his sister. She narrowed both eyes and twisted her mouth. "Alright. But it'll cost you." Ally teased, giving him a look.
"You already got a fifty out of me yesterday!" Marty groaned. "Hah! I'm just messing with you. Besides, I'm sure she's giving us the standard lecture of how she never did those kinds of things when she was our age." Ally laughed at Marty's flustered face. Jennifer was amused by their bickering. "C'mon, at least keeping you guys respectable," she said with a grin.
"She's not doing a great job then," Marty replied, leaning to kiss Jennifer. However, a woman with a cup filled with quarters came over and shook the can in front of the three teens. The sound caused Marty and Jennifer to pull back.
"Save the Clock Tower! Save the Clock Tower! Mayor Wilson is sponsoring an initiative to replace that clock." the woman said. The three teens turned to look at the clock tower behind them. "Thirty years ago, lightning struck the clock tower and it hasn't run since. We at the Hill Valley Preservation Society think it should be preserved exactly the way it was as part of our history and heritage." the lady elaborated.
Marty and Ally put a quarter in the cup. "There you go lady, here's a quarter," Marty said. The lady's face lit up and she said, "Thank you very much. Don't forget to take a flyer." She handed Ally a flyer. After the lady left, Ally smirked. "Man, I wonder if she'll get enough money for that clock," she uttered, giving a smirk. Marty and Jennifer were about to kiss again but a car horn stopped them.
The three teens looked at the owner of that horn. "It's my dad. I've gotta go." Jennifer sighed, jumping down from the bench. She started jogging to her dad's car. "I'll call you tonight!" Marty called. "I'll be at my grandma's. Let me give you the number." Jennifer said, coming back over to us. After she wrote down her number on the flyer, she kissed Marty before leaving.
Afterward, the siblings grabbed their skateboards and skated off towards home. They had to be ready to meet up with Doc later that evening so he could test out his new experiment.