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George felt nervous, as he glanced between Billy and Lester. He tried to remember everything that Marty told him, but he was still anxious. Anyway, it sure seemed as though Lorraine much preferred Marty to him. He was sweating profusely.
"Well, George," Lester asked, smiling, "are you about ready to go to the dance? I'm sure the music there will be quite nice, and I wonder what they'll have in the way of refreshments. Gee, there is only ninty minutes left - until the dreaded big moment."
"So you really believe Darth Vader might be after you?" Billy asked, stunned. "I sure wouldn't want to see you have your brain melted, but I have to admit that I am quite skeptical about the whole thing. I just don't believe it's quite right that Marty will take advantage of poor Lorraine. I mean, she gets bugged enough by Biff, already."
"Yeah, I guess she does," George replied, quietly. "I really would like to think that I will be able to find my true love someday. I know my father is a lot like me, and he still managed to meet my mother. I really don't know Lorraine all too well, though."
"Maybe you'll have the courage to stand up to Biff, now," Billy suggested. "You know, I never really did blame you for failing to stand up to Biff. He is one very intimidating bully, and I really did admire you for taking the courage to stand up to him."
"You really mean that?" George asked, as he swallowed deeply. "You know, I was actually thinking of everything that Marty had told me - and when I punch him out tonight, I might maybe gain the courage to stand up to Biff. I'm quite worried that Biff might beat me up, though. I mean, he's much bigger than I am."
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Marty One was feeling anxious, as he was with Doc '55 at the Courthouse Square, as Doc '55 was connecting the cables for the experiment. He still felt quite stung by how his older friend snapped at him earlier. He couldn't stand to lost his friend, though.
"This Saturday night, mostly clear," the radio announcer was saying, "with some scattered clouds. Lows in the upper forties."
"Are you sure about this storm?" Doc '55 asked, as he was obviously doubtful.
"Since when could the weatherman predict the weather," replied Marty One, with confidence, "let alone the future?"
"You know, Marty," Doc '55 continued, "I'm gonna be very sad to see you go. You've really made a difference in my life. You've given me something to shoot for. Just knowing, that I'm gonna be around to see 1985, that I'm gonna succeed in this. That I'm gonna have a chance to travel through time. It's going to be really hard waiting 30 years before I could talk to you about everything that's happened in the past few days. I'm really gonna miss you, Marty."
Marty One was blinking back tears, as he said, "I'm really gonna miss you." He took in a breath, as he really had to give this another shot. "Doc, about the future..."
"No!" Doc yelled, obviously annoyed to have the subject brought up again. "Marty, we've already agreed that having information about the future could be extremely dangerous. Even if your intentions are good, they could backfire drastically. Whatever you've got to tell me, I'll find out through the natural course of time."
Marty One sighed to himself. Maybe he could try writing to Doc to warn him. He was rather determined to do anything he could do to save his friend's lfe. He just did not understand why his older older friends was being so stubborn about everything.
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"I don't know why my grandpa is being so stubborn," Harmony commented, as she and Marty Jr were in Lou's Cafe, watching Marty One writing a letter to Doc '55. "At the very least, he should have seen how distressed your father really is."
As Marty Jr watched his father-to-be writing a letter to Doc '55, his heart went out to this version of Marty, as he figured out how distressed Marty One must be. He might go into a great depression, had he failed to warn his older friend.
"You know, Harmony," Marty Jr commented, "I really can remember how I felt after Andy Hopkins passed away from Jack Coleman disease. It's a nice thing that we did manage to avert that terrible disease. I think it was so amazing that my father from 1986 showed uip when he did. I still have nightmares about the event, though."
"Dear Dr. Brown," Marty One read, as tears were in his eyes. "On the night that I go back in time, you will be shot by terrorists. Please take whatever precautions are necessary to prevent this terrible disaster. Your friend, Marty."
Marty Jr watched on, as his father signed it and put it in an envelope. He wrote on the front, "Do not open until 1985". He then underlined the number 1985.
"Wow, Harmony!" Marty Jr gasped. "This really was a hard day for my father. Even more so, considering how he had to live through the day twice. It's sure no wonder this is such a memorable day for him. I can't exactly say that I really envy him."
"Are you all right, Marty?" Sarah asked, as she went to join Marty at the table. "You look very distraught, and I can see tears in your eyes. I think it was just real brave how you managed to stand up to Biff the other day. So what's troubling you?"
"Hi, Sarah," Marty One said, nervously. "Have you ever been in a situation, where you knew how somebody's life was in danger - but, whenever you would make an attempt to inform that person, he absolutely refuses to listen to you?"
"I can't say I have ever been in such a situation," Sarah said, gently, "but I really do sympathize with you. I can imagine it might be very hard to have someone refuse to listen to your concerns, when you are trying real hard to save someone's life. I hope I never find myself in such a such a situation, and I do feel bad for you."
"It's just that he's been my friend for a long time, and..." Marty One replied. He then began to cry, as he continued, "I don't understand why he has to be so stubborn. He just won't listen to me, no matter what I say. He even says that I'm annoying."
"This was a hard day for Grandpa, too," Harmony added, nodding . "Well, should we maybe head over to the school? The dance should be starting very shortly."
"Well, let's just head over to this clock tower first," Marty Jr suggested. "You know, I wonder if the other version of my father is still stuck in Biff's garage. He really could have been mad from all this boredom. I wonder if he got any sleep, though."
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Doc '85 felt pretty ashamed, as he realized how late into the day it was. Marty Two was probably still stuck in Biff's garage. He thought about whether his young friend managed to get any sleep. It was almost time for the dance to take place.
As he rode past Lou's Cafe, he suddenly caught sight of Marty One having a talk with Sarah, and it looked as though he was crying. His heart just sank, as he realized just how foolish his younger self was. It wasn't one moment of his life he was quite proud of. He felt incredibly bad for not having giving his friend a chance to warn him.
He tried to put those thoughts out of his mind, as he knew he really needed to tend to that same young friend's slightly older self - the one that was actually trapped in Biff's garage for most of the day. He was cursing himself for being so foolish.
"So, Lorraine," Doc '85 could here one of the girls asking, "Calvin Klein is picking up here tonight? I think it's a pretty nice dress that you're wearing. I really don't blame you at all for defying your parents. Your parents were always such squares!"
Doc '85's heart skipped a beat, as he realized it was Marty's mother with two of her friends. He ducked behind one the bushes, so that he could listen in.
"Yeah, my father especially," Lorraine replied. "Dad never really approved of Calvin Klein - and he even threatened to disown me, if I ever had a son like him. I actually would love to have a son like Calvin! His parents must have raised him up good!"
"Todd should be here quite soon," another one of the girls was saying. "I hope to be able to marry him tonight. What about you, Lorraine? Do you think you might marry Calvin, sometime in the future? I'm pretty sure he'll keep in touch with you."
"You know," Lorraine replied, dreamily, "I had a strange dream last night. I dreamed that I was about to be married to Calvin Klein. However, when I walked up this aisle, I realized it was George McFly on the altar, who was waiting for me. It does not quite make sense to me. Why would George McFly show up in Calvin Klein's place?"
Doc '85's heart was beating fast, as he realized why Lorraine had that dream. He decided he should stop eavesdropping, and rescue Marty Two from Biff's garage. That poor kid must be bored out of his mind. He went to grab for his bike.
"I have absolutely no idea," one of Lorraine's friends replied, "but George McFly just gives me the creeps. He is probably one of those perverts who would climb up trees and watch women get undressed in their bedroom windows. Gives me the willies!"