Chapter 5
Saturday July 2nd 1977
12:30pm
The concert started at 11:30am. The Bee Gees, Barry Gibb, Maurice Gibb and Robin Gibb were up on the stage. Robin introduced the group, then they began by singing Stayin' Alive.
The crowd went wild. Marty was enjoying it, so was Jennifer. Doc was humming along to the tune, but it was clear that he wasn't really enjoying it. Doc probably had only come to keep an eye on Marty and Jennifer.
They sang a few more songs, one of Marty's favorite songs was "Jive Talkin'" and then there was a intermission to get something to eat or drink. Marty wasn't hungry, but he sure was thirsty! So he got a bottle of Pepsi. Jennifer got the same, and Doc got a root beer.
"Is that stuff safe to drink?" Marty asked Doc when he saw him get the beer.
"Oh yes. Actually, it's the strongest thing I can drink. You saw what happened in 1885." Doc said.
Then something strange happened. Biff and "Weird" Ron came to them.
"How are you?" Biff said. "Enjoying the music?"
"Oh yeah." Marty said.
"Its garooovy!" Ron exclaimed. "Seriously The Bee Gees are one rockin group!"
"Oh they are okay." Jennifer said.
"Not satisifed my dear?" Ron said, reaching for Jennifer's behind. Biff immediately saw and punched Ron hard in the shoulder.
"Don't you be a peepin Tom Ron." He said. "I had to deal with one in 1955, but then he got the better of me. Well, he's a nice guy."
Marty knew that Biff was talking about his father, but said nothing.
"We have to go now." Ron said. "See ya!"
Biff and Ron left.
"I hate that Ron!" Marty said. "This is the second time he's tried to make a move on Jennifer!"
"He is very obnoxious that's for sure." Doc said. "Don't worry so much, we'll be fine."
The concert started up again. The Bee Gees played some more songs, and then, to end it all off, they sang a remix of You Should Be Dancing. There was smoke in the air, laser lights, it was magical.
The concert then ended. As Marty, Doc and Jennifer went to leave, once again Biff and Ron came up to them.
"Hey there, you haven't finished your root beer." Ron said.
For the first time, Doc noticed that ever since he got it, he hadn't touched it.
"You're right." Doc said, he then drank it. Suddenly, the unthinkable happened. Doc stood still for a moment, then collasped to the floor.
Biff stood there looking shocked. While Marty bent down to check Doc out, Ron grabbed Jennifer.
"Hey let me go you jerk!" Jennifer said.
"Hey now, there is no need for-" Biff started. He never got to finish his sentence because Ron slammed something black and shiny on his head. Biff collasped to the floor. Marty saw what the object was. It was a gun!
"You bastard!!" Marty hissed. "Let go of my girlfriend!"
Ron pointed the gun at him. "Why, if you do that, I'm afraid I'll have to shoot you." He said.
Marty froze, looking helplessly on the gun. Instead of shooting him, Ron shoved the gun into Marty's stomach. Marty fell, clunching his stomach and wheezed, desperate to get air.
"See ya around loser!" Ron said. He walked off with a struggling Jennifer.
Marty got up, touching his stomach, still sore after the impact from the gun. He quickly started to tap Doc lightly on the cheeks, trying to wake him up. At least, Marty hoped he would wake up. He didn't dare think of the possibilities if he didn't!
Saturday July 2nd 1977
12:30pm
The concert started at 11:30am. The Bee Gees, Barry Gibb, Maurice Gibb and Robin Gibb were up on the stage. Robin introduced the group, then they began by singing Stayin' Alive.
The crowd went wild. Marty was enjoying it, so was Jennifer. Doc was humming along to the tune, but it was clear that he wasn't really enjoying it. Doc probably had only come to keep an eye on Marty and Jennifer.
They sang a few more songs, one of Marty's favorite songs was "Jive Talkin'" and then there was a intermission to get something to eat or drink. Marty wasn't hungry, but he sure was thirsty! So he got a bottle of Pepsi. Jennifer got the same, and Doc got a root beer.
"Is that stuff safe to drink?" Marty asked Doc when he saw him get the beer.
"Oh yes. Actually, it's the strongest thing I can drink. You saw what happened in 1885." Doc said.
Then something strange happened. Biff and "Weird" Ron came to them.
"How are you?" Biff said. "Enjoying the music?"
"Oh yeah." Marty said.
"Its garooovy!" Ron exclaimed. "Seriously The Bee Gees are one rockin group!"
"Oh they are okay." Jennifer said.
"Not satisifed my dear?" Ron said, reaching for Jennifer's behind. Biff immediately saw and punched Ron hard in the shoulder.
"Don't you be a peepin Tom Ron." He said. "I had to deal with one in 1955, but then he got the better of me. Well, he's a nice guy."
Marty knew that Biff was talking about his father, but said nothing.
"We have to go now." Ron said. "See ya!"
Biff and Ron left.
"I hate that Ron!" Marty said. "This is the second time he's tried to make a move on Jennifer!"
"He is very obnoxious that's for sure." Doc said. "Don't worry so much, we'll be fine."
The concert started up again. The Bee Gees played some more songs, and then, to end it all off, they sang a remix of You Should Be Dancing. There was smoke in the air, laser lights, it was magical.
The concert then ended. As Marty, Doc and Jennifer went to leave, once again Biff and Ron came up to them.
"Hey there, you haven't finished your root beer." Ron said.
For the first time, Doc noticed that ever since he got it, he hadn't touched it.
"You're right." Doc said, he then drank it. Suddenly, the unthinkable happened. Doc stood still for a moment, then collasped to the floor.
Biff stood there looking shocked. While Marty bent down to check Doc out, Ron grabbed Jennifer.
"Hey let me go you jerk!" Jennifer said.
"Hey now, there is no need for-" Biff started. He never got to finish his sentence because Ron slammed something black and shiny on his head. Biff collasped to the floor. Marty saw what the object was. It was a gun!
"You bastard!!" Marty hissed. "Let go of my girlfriend!"
Ron pointed the gun at him. "Why, if you do that, I'm afraid I'll have to shoot you." He said.
Marty froze, looking helplessly on the gun. Instead of shooting him, Ron shoved the gun into Marty's stomach. Marty fell, clunching his stomach and wheezed, desperate to get air.
"See ya around loser!" Ron said. He walked off with a struggling Jennifer.
Marty got up, touching his stomach, still sore after the impact from the gun. He quickly started to tap Doc lightly on the cheeks, trying to wake him up. At least, Marty hoped he would wake up. He didn't dare think of the possibilities if he didn't!