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The Twisted Diary Entries of Marty McFly Part 3

28th October 1985 (again)

Dear diary,

I was late for school again. Classes were already over. Maybe I shouldn't have stopped for lunch, but I WAS hungry. Anyway, by the time I reached school only the band was there practicing. There were so many flutes! I want to play the flute. I managed to get into the band room because the music was so loud and they didn't hear me. So I sat in a corner of the room and whistled along to the music. Suddenly the song stopped and the conductor wanted to know who was playing out of tune. I think it was my whistling. So I stopped.

The drum solo was nice. I found this pencil on the floor and used it to hit out the beat on the wall. When I finished, the wall was full of pencil marks. I used my hand to try and rub it out, but it wouldn't come of. Then I used an eraser and tried again. The pencil marks came off, but so did the paint. I was scared someone would notice so I drew smiley faces over the spot where the paint had come off.

Suddenly, someone saw me and got very angry, especially when he saw the smiley faces I had drawn. I don't know why he was so mad. I mean, my art isn't that bad and the smiley faces were kinda cute. Anyway, I got sent to Mr. Stricklands' office. I don't like him. I don't like all of them. Mr. Strickland wasn't in though, so I drew some smiley faces on his table. I still had the pencil, see.

Then I had a tic-tac-toe tournament with myself on the table. I won. Somewhere then, Mr. Strickland came in. he saw me and his desk and started yelling something about vandalizing school property. He sent me for detention.

The detention room was empty. All the teachers had gone home, and all the students too. Except for the band people. I want to join the band. I was bored, so I wrote "HIYA DUDES!" in big letters all over the blackboard. It was so funny. Then no one else came, so I went home.

Jules was fixing the DeLorean. When he saw me, he started demanding to know what on earth I had done to the car. I told him I pored coffee into Mr. Fusion the coffee grinder. I think I shouldn't have said that, because he got really angry. I ran back into the house. Verne was still playing his Gameboy. I think he's addicted. Bye for now.

Marty

TO BE CONTINUED

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