Author's note: Don't you wish you had a Hoverboard? I know I do! If my chapters here seem off it's because this wasn't exactly my favorite movie from the trilogy. I promise that Part three will be much better!
Disclaimer: I don't own anything other than Abby. I have absolutely nothing to do with Back to the future!
"He's on a hoverboard!" one of the gang members yelled.
"Get the boards!" another one yelled as he tossed each one a hoverboard.
"Get them!" Griff yelled gruffly pointing towards us.
"Marty, I know I act mean towards you sometimes…" I said freaking out as we pushed the air to move through the air.
"Were not dead yet! Plus, since when haven't you not acted mean to me?" Marty reminded me.
"You know what now is not the time for this conversation!" I said back. Suddenly, Marty hit a bush and went flying. I kept going watching behind me. Marty had grabbed the board and was trying to catch up with me. Griff and his gang were even closer on Marty's tail.
A jeep entered the street in front of me. I looked back at Marty and closed my eyes as I grabbed onto the back of the car. I swerved with the car.
"Marty come on!" I screamed. Marty looked over at me and understood. It was our only way out. When people are trying to beat you up and/or kill you you tend to take the only way out.
I watched as Marty grabbed one of the construction ropes from the back of the jeep.
"What in the world are doing?" I cried. He held onto the rope as we swerved around another corner. I looked ahead and looked over at Marty oblivious to what I was seeing.
"Were gonna die" I said softly.
"Oh, come on Abs they're far behind us" Marty reassured me.
"I only wish I was walking about them" I said as I pointed to the car speeding towards us.
"AHHHHH!" Marty and I screamed in unison closing our eyes. We narrowly missed the car as car horns sounded.
"Come on" Marty said gesturing for me to follow him. I mean what worse could happen? We had already been chased by people with sticks. It doesn't get much worse than that. It makes you feel sympathy for the people accused of being witches a long time ago.
Marty took my hand and we sped over the water. Suddenly, we stopped. I looked at the water under me a gulped.
"Marty, what did you do!" I screamed.
"Me? We wouldn't be stuck here if you hadn't told me grab onto that jeep!" Marty protested.
That's when we heard familiar voices. Griff's gang.
"Hey Mcflys, you bojos!" one of Griff's gang members yelled.
"Huh?" Marty and me asked together not understanding.
"Those boards don't work on water!" another one of Griff's gang members explained laughing haughtily.
"Unless you've got power!" Griff laughed evilly as he ran to get something out of his car. Marty and me just looked at each other helplessly.
He got outbox out of it. He pressed a button on the box and a bigger metal hoverboard popped out.
"Hook on!" Griff urged his gang members. They all tied their hoverboards to his. Marty and I tried desperately do move.
"Batter up!" Griff said loudly and evilly as he swung his bat for the ready. We began trying desperately to reach the other side though we both knew it was no use as they got closer.
"Abby jump when I say go!" Marty yelled.
"What?" I yelled unsure.
"Go!" Marty yelled pulling me down under the water with him. We reached the surface and I gagged up a lot of water. Marty hit me on the back till it all came out. As soon as I gagged up all the water I slapped Marty upside the head.
"Oww, what's that for?" Marty asked uncertain.
"You knew I wasn't ready and you deliberately pulled me under" I yelled angrily hitting him again. Marty pointed at something behind me. I turned around slowly. There was glass sprawled everywhere from the town hall. Griff and his gang had been flung through the windows of the place. There were camera's flashing everywhere as the police handcuffed them.
"I guess we did it?" I asked uncertainly.
"Hey can we get that big book on us now?" I asked nonchalantly getting up.
"Is that all you think about?" Marty asked shaking his head.
"Hey, I think about Prunes too" I reminded him.
AT THE BOOKSTORE
"The life and times of Abigail and Marty Mcfly. The richest people of all time" I whispered fingering the front cover. It was a close up picture of me with the wind blowing through my hair. A picture of Marty was beside it. He was laughing as if someone said the funniest joke in the world.
I started leafing through it. There were pictures on every page. Some were of me, some were of Marty. Then I came to the "Abby and her co-stars" section. I stopped.
"Excuse me" I said calling a lady over. She walked towards me.
"Yes, Abby?" the woman asked politely.
"Wait a minute how do you know my name?" I asked confused.
"Everyone knows you. You're Abigail Mcfly's daughter correct?" the woman asked.
"Oh, uh yeah I was just making sure you knew who I was" I laughed nervously hoping she hadn't caught my slip. Apparently she hadn't.
"Uh, I was wondering who this hot guy is with my mom?" I said pointing to a really handsome blond guy kissing my cheek playfully.
"Why didn't your mother tell you about him? He plays Jack in The Titanic Jack returns. Everyone thought she was marry him but she ended up marrying your dad. He was really heartbroken because your mom turned down his proposal" the lady explained walking away.
I shook my head in all. "I must have been blind to marry Marty instead of him" I told myself.
"Hey, lady I'll pay for this" I said going to the counter and handing her a fifty. The lady accepted it and I headed over to where Marty was reading a book.
"Hey, what's this?" I asked kicking him so the book fell into my hands. Marty glared at me.
"You could have just asked. You didn't have to take away my circulation" Marty complained.
"Oh, please you don't know what circulation means. Plus, you know it's a ritual" I reminded him.
"Yeah, one I've never got used to" Marty muttered.
"What did you say?" I asked pointedly.
"Nothing" Marty said quickly.
"Why do you want the ultimate sports almanac? It's not like your into sports" I pointed out.
"How would you know?" Marty asked snatching it away from him.
"Marty, phys-ed. Think about it" I said sarcastically.
"Okay, so I may not be the best at the sports by a foot" Marty admitted.
"A foot? Come on it's a least a mile" I joked.
"Anyway, this has all the scores for baseball, football, you name it…" Marty explained.
"Okay, how about zorbing?" I asked.
Marty looked under Z. "Okay so it doesn't have that made up sport" Marty admitted.
"It's not a made up sport! You go down a hill in a big huge ball" I explained.
"Anyway, Abs it has all the scores of the future!" Marty cried excited.
"And this means something to me why?" I asked sarcastically.
"If I bring this back to 1985 I'd be able to bet for the winners every time becoming rich!" Marty cried excited.
"And where would this money be going?" I coughed.
"I don't know, probably to my college fund if my parents have anything to say about it…" Marty started but I coughed reminding him about me.
"Oh, I guess we could split it fifty fifty" Marty admitted.
"Seventy thirty" I said giving me the seventy.
"No way! Fifty fifty or nothing" Marty protested.
"I guess you won't be getting it anyway. I mean you don't have any money" I reminded him walking away waiting for him to ask my idea for getting it.
"Fine, okay seventy thirty. How do we get it?" Marty asked calling me back.
"Easy, say to put it on your tab" I shrugged.
"Well, I could have thought of that before giving you seventy percent" Marty scoffed.
"Well you didn't and that makes all the difference" I reminded him.