Jules looked behind him to see if Karla was following him, almost getting hit by the car zooming past. Jules let out a sigh of relief when he got to the other side of the street, but he quickly drew it back when he noticed who was in the car.

Chapter Six:

"Oh Twerp!" a voice yelled from in the car. It was Bill with a couple of his friends, stopping the car just after Jules dived out of the way.

"Aw, Bill, why'd you stop?" said one of his friends. "You could have flattened him."

They all started to laugh as Jules started to turn pale. Just behind the car he could see Karla running out of the library. "THERE YOU ARE!" she roared. She started to run across the street but she skidded to a stop when she saw her brother and his friends in the car. "Oh perfect." Jules heard her mutter.

"Hey, now we have two twerps to flatten." said the same member of Bill's friends.

"Man, shut up," Bill said, which took Jules by surprise for some reason. "He's Twerp," he pointed to Jules, who had just tried to run away but quickly stiffened. "And she," he pointed to Karla, who was looking down at her feet. "Is-"

"DON'T YOU DARE CALL HER A BAD NAME!" Jules suddenly said without warning. He had been tired of Bill teasing Karla in the first timeline, and he didn't want him to start insulting her now. Every head on the street turned toward him, but he didn't care.

"Come on, Twerp, what's it to you?" Bill said, still grinning at all his friends as if Jules had done nothing.

"I can't tell you..." Jules said slowly. "But I truly mean it when I say don't call her a bad name." He glared at the bully as he slowly got out of the car. The two glared at each other as Bill stopped, directly in front of Jules.

"Hey Twerp, why don't you keep your nose out of our business?" he said. Jules realized that Bill the first had said the exact same thing.

"What if my life depended on it?" Jules said, crossing his arms.

"What the hll are you talkin' about?"

"Like I said, I can't tell you," Jules started to walk away, hoping that they'd be too confused to follow him. He was wrong, however.

"You're asking for it, Twerp!" Bill yelled in Jules' direction, expecting him to become afraid. Jules just turned and walked backwards.

"Only thing I remember asking for is your family history."

Jules watched Bill's face color the same way Bill of 1885 had done. He knew it was time to run. He bolted passed Karla, who looked like she was trying to make a decision. He went by too quickly to ask what it was, so he quickly forgot about it. Down the street he went, and he could tell that Bill was trying to get back in his car.

The sound of the car told Jules that they were now starting to drive after him. "Darn," he thought. "If only I had a hoverboard, or a skateboard like Marty."

"JULES! WAIT!" he heard a female shout behind him. He looked to see what it was, and realized it was Karla, catching up to him on foot. "This way!" she said.

Suddenly feeling lighthearted, he followed her across a patch of grass. He thought they were safe for the time being, for Bill and his friends would continue driving down the road until they caught up again, but he actually followed them across the patch of grass.

"Stupid idiot!" Jules said loudly, glancing over at Karla as he spoke. He saw her smile a little bit, but she quickly frowned again.

"Where are we going?" Jules said, worried that Bill would catch up soon. He looked behind him again and saw that they were running in a small field, and Bill had just run over a bush.

"Bill... is..." Karla was huffing and puffing as she spoke. "Not... a good... driver." She paused. "He crashes easily."

Jules glanced behind him. "I noticed that."

"I thought that we could lead him to something where he'll crash."

"Good plan." Jules said, and then he paused, thinking of something. "Is there any trucks around here?"

"Doesn't look like it. Why?" she asked, looking at his quizzically. Now that she seemed more like the Karla he once new, he was more relaxed, even with the giant car driving behind them.

"WE'RE GOING NINETY!" he heard Bill shout.

"Oh great."

"Don't worry. Going ninety in this grass is a stupid idea. He'll skid..." She looked behind her and started to slow down. Jules ran passed her, but when he noticed that she came to a complete stop he almost slipped.

"What are you doing?"

"Watch this." she said with a mysterious grin on her face. He grabbed him by the shirt and pulled him with her.

"I should a known she was trying to kill me." Jules thought, but just when he realized what was going on, Bill was about to crash into them. He was going to yell and try to shield himself since he couldn't move, but at the last minute Karla jumped in the other direction, pulling Jules with her. They sprawled onto the ground, save from harm except for a few bruises.

Meanwhile, Bill turned the wheel a few seconds two late, and suddenly his car started to tip over. Jules shot up when he heard them all screaming, and he almost smiled as he watched the car start to roll backwards on the gently sloping hill. Since the heaviest of the boys were all on the right side, the car went back flat on the ground. Jules frowned as all the boys realized they were safe. Bill was just starting to glare in an evil way at Jules again, but then he realized the car was moving backwards.

"Go forward! Go forward!" the other boys yelled, punching him wildly as they did so.

"I am! I am!" Bill screamed.

"No you're not!"

Jules watched, wide eyed, as the car rolled back down the hill, gaining speed. It rolled and rolled and rolled until it finally crashed into a tree. The hill was not that sloped, so the car did not roll too fast. The only part of the car that seemed damaged was the back.

Jules whistled. "Now that was cool."

He turned to Karla, who was practically rolling on the ground laughing. "It works all the time."

"Really?" Jules was just about to figure out a plan for 1885, but he was quickly interrupted.

"Come on," she said, grabbing his arm. "Don't think that Bill is too dumb to realize he can get out of the car and chase us."

"I don't think he can." Jules said, watching them as branches and leaves started to fall on top of them.

"Trust me." she said. "I think you should go home."

"So do I," Jules said, nodding, and then he followed. "I have a mission to accomplish."

"Oh really?" Karla said, passing him a glance.

"Oh, uh, yeah. I have to get home as fast as possible. Thanks for helping me though."

She smiled. "No problem. As long as it involves torturing my brother, I'm in."

Jules gave her a funny look. He always thought she'd be on her family's side, but she wasn't.

Back at the car...

"I'm gonna get those Twerps." Bill said, glaring after his sister and her new friend.

"But I thought you said that she was-"

"I KNOW WHAT I SAID!" he yelled angrily. "Just shut up."

"All right, but-"

"I said, shut up!" he roared. He got out of the car and slammed his door shut. His friends watched him examine the back of his car with rage. "This has got to be around... uhh... 300 bucks damage!" he yelled. No one said anything. He looked back at the other two, who were far off by now. "They are gonna pay for this!"