The Perfect Gift
Chapter 5
AN: This is the last chapter (cries) Thanks for all of you sticking by me! Shout out time!
bttf4444: I love sweet Marty, he's just so darn cute. Thanks for the review!
Hot4KidFlash: Thank you. I like the Bad Girl Jennifer, maybe I'll use her for another story someday ;) Thank you for the review.
Flaming Trails: Well here it is, in person. Hope you like it! Thanks again for the review!
Legally Red: I LOVE YOU! You are my sunshine :) You are the glue that holds me together, without 'me'you're just 'aweso'! And I hate that you're going back to school,because then I'll have no one to talk to about...all the crazy things we talk about! But you gotta get graduated sometime, lol. Anyway, thanks for stickin' with me through everything. You're the greatest
Yes this is the last chapter, I hope everyone enjoys it.And remember, reviews make me dance through the street with happiness :)
He had only been writing for an hour when the bus lurched to a stop.
"Hey guys," came a voice from the overhead speaker. It was Ben, the driver. "We've just passed the border into Utah. I've stopped to fill up the tank and to get more directions from R.J." Marty stood, walked to the far wall and pressed the intercom button that led to the very front of the bus.
"Thanks, Ben."
"You're welcome, Marty."
Marty put down the notebook next to his guitar and walked to the kitchen where he began gathering the ingredients to make coffee. The next minute Jennifer stumbled out of the bedroom, rubbing sleep from her eyes.
"Was that Ben?" she asked sleepily. Marty nodded.
"Yeah, we're in Utah. He stopped to get gas." he explained. Jennifer nodded and plopped herself down in front of the table. The coffee timer went off and Marty poured her a cup.
"Thanks." she said.
"Sure. You okay? You don't look so good." Marty asked, now pouring himself a cup.
"Yeah," she said, taking a careful sip. "I'm just really tired. I didn't get much sleep."
"Why?" Marty frowned.
She shrugged. "No idea. I'll take a nap today if I have to. Right now, coffee is my best friend," she brought the mug to her lips where she blew on the surface of the liquid to cool it down. "Well, I better get started on breakfast."
"No, Jen, you sit and indulge in your new friend. I'll make breakfast." Marty insisted. Jennifer raised her eyebrows.
"Do you know how?"
"It can't be that hard," Marty walked to the freezer. He searched for a while before finding something worthwhile. "Look! Waffles!"
Jennifer laughed, running fingers through her messy hair. "Marty, you're hopeless."
"That's true. But you'll still eat them." They smiled at one another and he began preparing a breakfast that would knock the professional chefs dead.
A few more days passed and Marty was halfway done with his gift to Jennifer. The lyrics were done, now all he needed was to get a solid beat and practice it with the others. Obviously, Marty didn't want Jennifer to find out what he was up to, so every chance he got he would send her out to do grocery shopping or pick up lunch if she didn't feel like cooking.
Two days before the fifteenth, Marty gave her his credit card and told her to go to the mall and buy anything she wanted; clothes, makeup, shoes and whatever other girl stuff. He seemed rather eager for her to go and she was starting to get suspicious.
December fifteenth finally arrived and Marty felt better than ever. It was ironic that this concert ended up being held in Los Angeles, on his anniversary of all days! He hoped they could make a quick stop in Hill Valley for a while to say hi to their families. He was eager to see Doc again and catch him up on how the Rock Star life was treating him. Every other time they'd been anywhere in California they never went to Hill Valley, but Marty still liked to hope.
"Good morning, Marty." said a sly voice in his ear. Jennifer bobbed into view, all smiles.
"Hi," they quickly kissed. "And what are you so cheerful about this morning?"
"Oh, you know, just the fact that we're going to Hill Valley tomorrow."
"We are? How do you know?" Marty asked, amazed.
"I talked to R.J. last night and he agreed that we all needed a break for a bit. Happy anniversary!" She couldn't contain her joy. She giggled.
"Holy shit! That's the best gift ever! Thank you!"
"Wait, there's a part two," she said. She pulled out from behind her back a present, wrapped and everything. It was flat and square shaped. "I didn't get you a card because I knew it wouldn't hold a candle to the gift." She handed him the present.
"Jen, you know you didn't-"
"I know, but I wanted to. Besides, I know you're doing something big for me so I figured I should return the favor."
Marty looked down at his gift and speculated what it could be. Without wasting a minute more, he tore off the paper and almost fell down in shock. He screamed instead.
"Oh my, God! Holy shit! How the hell did you find this!"
Jennifer laughed loudly at his reaction. "I'm guessing you like it!"
"Like it? I LOVE it! Thank you!" Marty swooped her into a hug and gave her a long kiss. The present was an original 1972 Chuck Berry record.
"But wait, there's still more. Look in the corner." Jennifer pointed to the upper right hand corner of the record. There, in bold black marker was-
"His autograph!" he gasped. She nodded enthusiastically.
"The guy at the record store had it encased in glass and was surprised that I had enough money to pay for it. When I told him it was for you he just about fell out of his chair," she laughed. "I didn't care how much it was. How often do I spend five hundred dollars? Never! It's our anniversary and I wanted it to be special."
"Oh it's special all right," Marty said, still marveling at the record. He looked up at her. "Thanks again, Jennifer. I love you, so much." They kissed again. "Happy anniversary. You're present will have to wait until tonight, but believe me, you're going to love it."
Later that day, Jennifer tried to worm her way into going to practice with the boys, but Marty had wanted to practice a few more times to make it perfect. Needless to say, he hastily declined her request, much to her disappointment, but instead rewarded her with a card and a hug. This made her happy.
"Okay, guys. Do you remember the words? The beat?" Marty asked for the billionth time that night. Show time was only two minutes away and Marty was suddenly getting nervous. Rick sighed heavily.
"Yes, lover boy, we know everything. You've worked us to the bone the past week. This better be going on the next album because I did not learn this to only play it once."
Marty laughed. He had been tough on them, working them day and night. But he knew any of them would do the same thing if they were in his position. "Don't worry, I've already talked to R.J. about it and he thinks it's a great idea."
"So do I. Man, Jennifer won't know what hit her." Spydo said, smiling.
Suddenly, the stage went dark, blue lights illuminated the surrounding area and the four men glanced at each other.
That was their cue.
They ran out on stage and the crowd roared with delight, the noise deafening. That was Marty's favourite part of concerts. He grabbed the microphone and a spotlight lit up his form. The crowd went crazy.
"HELLO, L.A.!" Marty shouted, his voice echoing around the concert hall. The audience screamed their response. "Whoo! It's good to be home! Okay, to my left is Spydo on guitar! J.J. plays bass guitar and Rick back there is on drums. Then there's me, Marty, and I'm lead guitar, but you already knew that. LET'S ROCK THIS JOINT!"
Marty did this at every concert; introduce them like they needed more publicity. Sometimes he got caught up in himself and Spydo would have to kick him to get him to start the show.
Marty requested that Jennifer be in the audience tonight so when he sang her song he could be looking at her. He spotted her as soon as he came onstage and gave her an encouraging smile. She, of course, still had no idea what was going on, why she wasn't behind the stage, but he had his reasons.
The Pinheads played their songs vigorously, with ease, intentionally leaving Jennifer's song until the very end. Now, it had finally come. What they all prepared for. What he had to lie to Jennifer about when he'd unexpectedly shove her out the door.
"Thanks, guys, we're having a blast," Marty said into the microphone. "Okay, so today is a great day because it's mine and my wife's third wedding anniversary," he immediately found her and she looked up at him in confusion. "I wanted to give her something great, something that money could never buy. Jennifer McFly, I wrote this for you. I love you." Her eyes widened, she smiled radiantly, and of course he had to ruin the moment by adding, "I hope you guys like it because it's going on the next album!"
Hangin out behind the club on the weekend
Acting stupid getting drunk with my best friends
I couldn't wait till the summer and the War Tour
I remember it's the first time that I saw her there
Jennifer couldn't believe he still remembered that. It was eleven years ago! She was so different back then; it amazed her that she acted that way.
Marty never broke eye contact with her and he watched her emotions change from confusion to delight to pure happiness. He knew he'd score some major points later on.
She's getting kicked out of school because she's failing
I'm kind of nervous 'cause I think all her friends hate me
She's the one she'll always be there
She took my hand and that made it I swear
Her grades had been steadily declining and the school had had enough of her attitude, so they simply decided to kick her out. Marty was the only one to stick by her and actually want her in school. He fought the school district for her, claiming that Jennifer's bad actions should be left in the past and that he would be willing to help her with her grades. Eventually, the district agreed with Marty and let Jennifer stay. When she heard that he'd won, she was surprised. No one had ever wanted her around as much as Marty, not even her own friends, and that day on the steps she had fallen head over heels for him.
Because I fell in love with the girl at the rock show
She said what and I told her that I didn't know
She's so cool I'm gonna sneak in through her window
Everything's better when she's around
I can't wait 'til her parents go out of town
I fell in love with the girl at the rock show
Jennifer frowned. She didn't remember Marty ever sneaking through her window. Well, maybe once, but her parents were not out of town, just out of the room.
When we said we were gonna move to Vegas
I remember the look her mother gave us
Seventeen without a purpose or direction
We don't owe anyone a fucking explanation
She laughed because her mom still talked about it to this day. Mrs. Parker would call about once a week to see how Jennifer was doing, and she'd subtly slip in that she hoped her only daughter hadn't gone house hunting in Las Vegas. Jennifer often wondered how her mom would react if she joked about buying a condominium.
"Oh my God, girl, you are so lucky!" a girl next to Jennifer shouted over the music. She turned and saw that this girl looked no older than sixteen.
'When did sixteen-year-olds get permission to go to a concert by themselves?' Jennifer thought. A guy next to the young girl put an arm around her; he looked about twenty. 'Oh, that's when.'
"Hey, is that guy really your husband?" he asked her, pointing to Marty. Jennifer swelled with pride.
"Yes."
"Dude, he's the best. I'm one of his biggest fans!"
"Thank you! I'll tell him you said so!" Jennifer smiled.
"Awesome!" he shouted once more before the couple turned back to the band.
Black and white picture of her on my wall
I waited for her call
She always kept me waiting
And if I ever got another chance
I'd still ask her to dance
Because she kept me waiting
She always loved to play hard to get with him. Before they dated and she admitted to herself that she liked him, she'd play head games with him. Some might call it mean; yet he always came back for more. And at every school dance, they'd dance together during each song.
I'll never forget tonight…
The last line of the song faded away, their voices still echoing around them, but Marty still held her gaze. They both knew they would never forget tonight, and as Marty walked off stage, he couldn't wait to spend the rest of the night with the girl at the rock show.
AN: All together now. AWWWWW:) I love this chapter. All right so obviously the song is not mine. I'm really bad at poetry so there's no way I could make up my own song. It's Blink 182's "Rock Show". I was listening to this one night and the lyrics just seemed perfect. I changed one word, "Warped" to "War" because Warped Tour wasn't around in the 80's, that's the only reason why I changed it. I don't own anything by Blink 182, that song belongs to them. So…yeah. Oh yeah, don't own Chuck Berry either, or Eric Clapton or the Rolling Stones.
Anyway, thanks again to everyone that reviewed. I might be coming out with another BttF story pretty soon, but it's a big maybe. We'll see ;) Bye, everyone!
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