"Oh stop it, Babs!" I shrieked, giggling as I pushed her shoulder, " I would never do that!"
Betty snickered, "Sure you would, if you had the chance…"
I poked my tongue out at her and went back to stirring my strawberry malted…I couldn't believe what Babs had said! Just because I'd told them about how Calvin had been in my room, in his underwear…But he'd been hurt, if those two had paid attention in Health they'd know you have to loosen all clothing.
"Anyway," Betty waved her hand and picked up a breadstick like a cigarette, which unfortunately weren't allowed in Lou's. Well not by us…not if we didn't want our parents to kill us. "What about homework, yuk! Does anyone care about For Whom The Bell Tolls?"
Babs picked up her copy and gave it an evil look. "Why couldn't we be studying some nice magazines, how's this going to help us in the future?" She tossed it down.
She was right, most of the time school was incredibly useless. Which was why I didn't feel all that bad about cheating on the Maths test the other day. I knew the answers. Well I would have if I'd studied, but I'd been busy that week and on the weekend especially! Anyway, I didn't copy all the answers, just the ones I hadn't known. I would have let anyone copy off me so…
Derrick hadn't minded anyway.
" Sooo, Lor, where do you think Calvin was today?" Betty asked, still 'smoking' the breadstick.
" Yeah, you think Strickland scared him off or something?"
"Of course not," I wrinkled my nose at the idea. Not that Strickland wasn't off-putting, but Calvin was braver than that. After all on Monday he'd come to my rescue! Swooping down on Biff Tannen while he was mauling me and pulled him off me! He obviously loved me…Oh, if only he'd ask me to the Enchantment Under the Sea Dance!
Caught in my daydream I sipped on my malted, barely noticing the shadow that fell across the table and the sound of someone clearing their throat.
"Lo-Lorraine," I heard a very quiet voice, "my density…has bought me to you…"
I turned my eyes towards the sound. Standing next to the table was a boy…a boy from school. I knew him…he wasn't one of the boys I'd ever date! What was his name again? And what was he saying? He was dense?
"What?" I asked, as soon as I had swallowed.
"Uh…what I meant to say…" he stuttered. He was actually holding a notepad in front of him! It was pretty cute actually…
"Wait a minute," I began, half making conversation (especially since the girls had such looks of horror on their faces!), half curious, "don't I know you from somewhere?"
That seemed to be spur him on. "Yes!" He threw his arms out wide as if he were on stage, "Yes! I'm George, George McFly."
Uh-huh…hmmm…I tilted my head. We'd probably gone to Elementary school and everything together. Wasn't he the nerd?
" I'm you density!"
Was he making fun of me? If so, he was pretty awful at it-
" I mean…your destiny…"
Oh, so that was what he was trying to say…he liked me! How sweet! And he was actually telling me so right here in Lou's, that was pretty-
"Hey, McFly!"
I shuddered. Oh no, Biff! I was hoping I wouldn't have to see his ugly face again today. Usually he had detention and we were long gone before he and his posse got here…not today.
"I thought I told you never to come in here," Biff was concentrating on George though, along with everyone else. The gang had pulled the plug on the jukebox so what else was there to listen to. How embarrassing! Wasn't George going to say anything?
"Now it's gonna cost you," Biff was walking across the café, I hoped he wouldn't notice me…"How much money you got on you, McFly?" Biff went on, not wasting an opportunity to push someone as he headed our way.
George's reply was spectacularly disappointing.
"Well, how much you want, Biff?"
What a co-
Suddenly Biff was falling! Landing on the checked floor with a thud! I couldn't believe it, Biff wasn't what you'd call clumsy…I looked around George and saw that he'd been tripped…I gasped along with everyone else.
Biff got to his feet towering over whoever it was. I couldn't see with George blocking my view.
"Woah, woah Biff, what's that?" I heard, and craning my neck I saw a fist lashing out and hitting Biff sending him sprawling across a table! I leapt to my feet and grabbed the boy in front of me…
Finally I saw who it was!
Calvin! Calvin Klein! I should have known. Who else would stand up to Biff like that? So brave, so strong…
And so fast, he bolted towards the doors as the jukebox came on. Not even Biff's pals could stop him!
"Oh my God, it's Calvin Klein!" I cried, breathless. Whoever I was holding onto was trying to get my attention…George, wasn't it? Who cared. "Oh God…he's a dream!"
Calvin was all that mattered.
