(November 12, 1955)

(7:45 PM)

Tonight was the night of the Enchantment Under the Sea Dance. The siblings were ready for the dance. Marty wore a grey suit with a red tie and grey khaki pants and men's loafer shoes. Ally wore a dark green dress that was slightly above her knees but was longer in the back with shorts underneath it. She also had a denim jacket to wear over it and had sneakers since she hated wearing heels.

Doc hooked the Delorean to the back of his car on a trailer, but he had the same tarp covering it. They parked in front of the clock tower and got out of Doc's car. Doc looked up at the sky, seeing no clouds in the sky or any sign of a storm.

"Are you both sure about this storm?" Doc asked as the siblings got out. "Yeah, the flyer says so. We're not going to get ourselves killed," Marty said, smoothing his suit down. The siblings shut the car doors and walk around the car.

Marty didn't question his sister on her choice for the formal occasion because he knew how much of a tomboy she really was and she wanted to stick to it as much as possible. Doc walks to the siblings and says, "You know, it's gonna be sad to see you two go. Both of you really made a difference in my life, giving me something to shoot for."

He ran a hand on the covered Delorean with delight. "Just knowing that I'm gonna succeed in this! I'm gonna have a chance to travel through time!" he said, uncovering the Delorean partly. After covering it, he looks back at the siblings, a pang of hurt in his eyes.

"It's gonna be hard to wait 30 years before I can talk to you two about what's happened this whole week. I'm really gonna miss you kids," Doc finally said, getting something out of his car. "Trust us, Doc. We will too," Marty said. He looked at Ally, and she said what he was thinking, "Doc… about the future, you-"

Doc shot up out of his car with a wrench in his hand. "No! Allison, we've already agreed that having information about the future is extremely dangerous. If either of you tell me, even if your intentions are good, it could backfire drastically. Whatever it is, I'll find out through the natural course of time," Doc said, raising his eyebrows.

(In Lou's Cafe)

The siblings were in the cafe, having dinner before writing Doc a note. Marty was writing it while Ally was saying it. 'Dear Doc Brown, on the night we go back in time, you'll be… shot by terrorists. Please take whatever precautions that are necessary to prevent this horrible disaster. You're friends, Marty and Ally.'

Marty then puts the letter in an envelope that reads, 'DO NOT OPEN UNTIL 1985,' "I hope Doc reads this, Marty. I don't want to lose him," Ally said with a sigh, a single tear rolling down her cheek. Marty was surprised to see this because Ally hardly ever got emotional about anything.

"I know, Ally, I don't either," Marty replied, wiping the tear from his sister's face. Marty knew how his sister was feeling. They saw Doc as a father figure. They had to make sure that Doc doesn't die by those terrorists. They walked out of the cafe with the letter in hand.

They sneakily put the letter in Doc's coat pocket. The both of them hoped to God that Doc would read it and keep it in mind. Doc had finished paying off a cop that was interrogating him about the Delorean.

"You two didn't see anything," Doc said as the cop left. "We didn't see anything," Ally said, giving a two-fingered salute. Marty drove Ally off at George's house since George would be her date for the date.

Marty dropped Ally off at George's house before going to pick Lorraine up. Ally wished that Marty would be careful because Biff could be there but Marty assured her that if the plan goes well, everything would be fine.

(At the Dance)

George and Ally make it to the dance, and they saw that everyone was dancing to a small group called, 'Marving Berry and The Starlighters.' They were playing jazz music that was definitely from this era from a saxophone.

Ally looked up at the clock that hung on the upper wall, it was 8:45 PM. So they had half an hour before George had to do his part of the plan. The band then announced they were taking a break for a little bit.

"George, I'm gonna go meet up with Marty to see if it's going well," Ally said. "Okay," George said with a nod, getting some punch from the party table. Ally nods and took off towards the door.

(In the parking lot)

Marty parks the car in front of the school and leaned back against the driver's seat. "Uh, do you mind if we park… here?" Marty asked nervously. Lorraine smiled big at him and replied, "No, not at all. I love to park,"

"Huh?" Marty said, looking at her. "Well, Marty, I'm almost 18-years-old, it's not like I've never parked before," Lorraine explained. He looked away for a moment before looking back at her, only to see her drinking from a liquor bottle.

He quickly grabbed it from her, causing the drink to spill on the seat. "Lorraine, Lorraine, what're you doing?!" he exclaimed, holding the bottle. "I swiped it from the old lady's liquor cabinet," Lorraine drunkenly said with a grin.

"Well, you shouldn't drink," Marty inquired. "Because… you might… regret it… in life," Marty replied, remembering that Lorraine was an alcoholic back in 1985. If there was anything that he could change, it would be this.

Lorraine shook her head, narrowing her eyebrows in confusion. "Marty, don't be such a square. Anyone who is anyone drinks. Does Ally ever do it?" Lorraine wondered. "Ah, no. No, she doesn't," Marty answered, knowing full well that his little sister doesn't do anything like that.

Marty then takes a drink, glancing at Lorraine. He quickly spat out the liquor and coughed because he saw she was smoking. "Jesus, you smoke too?!" Marty asked through a cough, wiping his mouth with the sleeve of his suit.

Lorraine took a drag on her cigarette, rolling her eyes at him. "Marty, you're beginning to sound like my mother," she uttered. Marty found this to be familiar because Lorraine was the exact same way before. "Yeah, right," he responded.

"When I have kids, I'll let them do what they want to," Lorraine added. Marty rolled his eyes at that statement and mutters, "I'd like to have that in writing,"

Lorraine wouldn't allow that. She didn't like it when they hung out with Doc or with Jennifer. Maybe after this, it would change. Marty was beginning to feel nervous about actually going through with this plan.

He didn't want to hurt his own mother, much less do it for the sake of a plan. He wondered where George and Ally were?

He began to sweat and was avoiding eye contact with Lorraine. Not to mention he was blushing and constantly rubbing the back of his head. Lorraine takes off her coat and puts it in the back seat.

"Marty? Why're you so nervous? Is something wrong?" she asked, noticing just how hesitant he was getting. "You could say that," Marty dryly answers, "Lorraine, have you ever, uh, been in a situation where you had to act a certain way but when you got there, you didn't know if you could go through with?"

"Oh, you mean on a date?" Lorraine asked. "Ah well, sort of," Marty stuttered. "I think I know what you mean," Lorraine said. Marty looked at Lorraine in surprise. "You know what I do? I don't worry," Lorraine said, leaning closer until he was cornered.

She ends up kissing him, causing him to freak out. His eyes bugged out of his head.

Ally walked out to the parking lot and saw Doc's car. However, there was something odd about this. Narrowing her eyebrows, she walked until she could see inside the car. 'Oh, my god! Are they kissing?! Oh, Jesus Christ!' she gagged.

She was about to turn around until she felt a hand cover her mouth. She fought against the owner of the hand, letting out muffled screams. "Look, we found the little girl who wants to spy on that brother of hers," the goon with the cigar hanging out of his mouth laughed.

"She's mighty fine," the one with the 3-D glasses laughed, running a hand through her hair. She freaked out when he did that and moved his hand away from her mouth. "Don't touch me!" she growled, pushing them away from her.

She tried running but was immediately caught, causing her to fall to the ground. "Oh, no. You ain't running, little girl," Biff laughed, picking her up by her arm with a grip so tight it was going to leave a bruise.

"You know, I was considering giving you for the beating for the damage for my car, but I'm going to give it to your brother." Biff said, throwing her to his friends. Ally fought against Biff's friends as hard as she could.

"Don't touch him!" she shouted, struggling to get free. And she did, throwing a fist at Biff. However, Biff catches her wrist and backhanded her so hard that her cheek was on fire.

"Bastard…" she scowled, anger lighting up in her eyes. He throws her back to his friends. Biff then walks over to Doc's car and he quickly pulls Marty out by his suit. "That sister of yourse cost 300 bucks damage, you son of a bitch!" Biff scowled.

Marty saw that Ally's cheek was beat red from Biff slapping her. "Let her go, you bastard!" Marty shouted. "Yeah, not gonna happen," Biff said, throwing Marty to his friends. Lorraine starts to crawl out of the car.

"Let them go, Biff! You're drunk!" she said. Biff saw her and leaned into the car, seeing that Lorraine's breasts were hanging out. SHe tried getting out from the other side of the car. "Oh no, no, no, you're staying right here with me!" Biff cackled, getting in the car with her.

"Leave her alone, you bastard!" Marty growled, fighting to save her. Ally was able to get away from her captor by elbowing him in the ribs hard. She ran at Biff and punched him in the face when he looked back at her.

Biff had lost his patience with this girl, and he pushed her to the ground. "I've just had enough of you!" he shouted, stomping down on her stomach twice. Both times, her body convulsed and she cried out in pain. This pissed off Marty and he fought against his captors.

"Don't touch her, you son of a bitch!" Marty shouted. Biff picked the girl up and threw her to his friends again. "Take them around back, I'll be right there. Go! This ain't no peep show!" Biff ordered, shutting the door behind him.

His goons dragged the siblings to the back of the school and threw them in the trunk of a car. They slammed the trunk lid shut before they could get out. The trunk was cramped so that means the siblings were squished together.

The chaos got the attention of the owner of the car. He stepped out and faced Biff's friends. "The hell are you doing to my car?!" he shouted in anger.

"Hey, beat it, spook! This don't concern you!" the guy with the 3-D glasses spat. However, the other band members all crawled out of the car in sync, holding cigars. "Who you calling 'spook', pecker-wood?" Marvin, the lead singer, questioned.

The three goons were now scared because they didn't expect the whole band to confront them. And there was around 4 members. "Hey, hey, listen guys. I don't wanna mess with no reefer addicts," Skinhead stuttered. "Get home to your mama, boy!" Marvin spat, slapping them over the heads as they took off running.

If there was anything that Ally was scared of, it was tight and cramped spaces. She felt like she couldn't breathe and she started to sweat. She started to panic when she couldn't find the way out.

Marty saw his sister starting to panic because he was aware of her phobia, and he hugged her. "Ally, Ally, you need to breathe," he said softly.

"I can't breathe, M-Marty! I can't breathe! We gotta get out of here!" she shouted, starting to kick the trunk walls. Marty hugged her, trying to calm her down. "It's going to be okay," he said, keeping his cool in order to help her settle down.

They then heard the voices of the band outside of the trunk. "Hey! Get us out of here! Yo!" Marty shouted, his voice muffled. The owner of the car couldn't seem to find his keys and he patted his pockets down. "Hey, man, where's your keys?" another band member asked.

The keys were locked in the trunk with the siblings. "Hey, the keys are in the trunk with us!" Ally shouted, finding her voice after her panic attack a moment ago.

"What'd you say?" they asked, leaning closer to the trunk. "She said the keys are in here!" Marty said.