November 8, 1955

"Wake up! Time for school!" called Doc early the next morning.

The only answer was three sleepy groans coming from the makeshift beds in his living room. None of them wanted to get up at 7:00 on a fall day that had perfect sleeping weather. Why did Doc have to be so mean by waking them all up?

"Up and at 'em. Come on, everyone needs to get going now!" he tried again.

Doc had never known that it would be this hard getting them up in the morning. He remembered that when he had school he would wake up at dawn to help out with them chickens and set the table for breakfast. Then he'd check to make sure his homework was in his bag and he packed a lunch to eat at the school yard with his friend Lila McFly. There was only one teacher for the local school house, Miss Clara was a very nice older lady that had married the town blacksmith and had two kids, that's not including the ones she taught. For some reason she showed special interest in what Doc had to say and in his work and experiments. He wondered what happened to his old teacher after she moved away with the blacksmith back in 1935…

Anyway, the point was that he couldn't figure out why they weren't eager to learn and get to school, or so they could at least make sure Marty M.'s parents fell in love at the Enchantment Under the Sea Dance.

Twenty minutes later, Doc heard them finally getting up and ready to go. Since Doc knew they were running late, he'd packed them all lunches to save them some time, he thought it would be the nice thing to do.

"Morning Doc," said Marty M. as he yawned.

"Hey Grandpa, Marty, Marty," said Emma, nodding to each one in turn.

"Mornin'," said Marty B. He gave Emma a kiss on the cheek and nodded to Marty and Doc.

Marty and Doc shared a look with each other. They didn't need a mind reading machine to know that those two were dating. Weird, their grandkids were in love with each other. They were going to be family in the future! It made the two soon-to-be-Grandpas happy to know that.

"Why are you guys staring at us?" asked Marty B.

"Oh, no reason, it's just not every day that I have three future-kids in my home," said Doc, trying to cover up their obvious blunder.



The couple looked at each other. Did they know? Wouldn't it be easier if they confessed now so that they would know in the future? They decided to tell after school that day.

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After saying good-bye to Doc, they grabbed their lunches as they ran out the door, calling their thanks for the lunches. Doc reminded them all to use fake names at school.

"Whoa! This is what Hill Valley High looked like 100 years ago? It looks brand new," said Emma.

"It is brand new. They built it 1952," answered Marty B.

"You know your history, very good," said Emma, feeling proud of her boyfriend.

When Marty M. heard her say that he got goose bumps all over his arm and he shivered; it was almost as if he'd heard that phrase before? Maybe he'd here it in his future? The past even?

"You ok?" asked Emma.

"Yeah, don't worry. Now we should start using our fake names now. I'm Calvin Klein, who are you guys gonna be?" asked Marty M.

"I want to be Alex P. Keaton, I love Family Ties," said Marty B.

"I'll be Claudia Wells, she's so pretty. Don't you think?" asked Emma.

"Um, sure, I guess she's alright. I mean, I'd never date her or anything, but she's ok. Anyway, only our fake names now," said Marty M.

And with that they entered the building. They got their class schedules and Marty M. and Emma had most of their classes together, so Marty B. had to go on alone. While Marty and Emma were going to Chemistry, they saw and old, bald guy yelling at a weaker kid. He was calling him a slacker.

"Calvin, that's gotta be Mr. Strickland!" said Emma.

"How do you know about Strickland?" asked Marty.

"Everyone knows about him. He was principal here until 2012. He retired when he was 87, the stress on his throat from yelling so much finally got to him and he had to retire," supplied Emma, "I wasn't born when yet when he died in 2034 when he was 109."

"This is heavy," he said.

"Yeah, I know" she agreed.



The day went smoothly for the most part, that is, until it was lunch time. The Martys and Emma were able to get a section of table to themselves and the two boys were trying to coax her into talking with Lorraine to get her to go out with George.

"Ok, ok, I see what I can do," she said as she fixed her white sweater over her shoulders.

She made her way over to her table and almost made it, but that's when Biff saw her.

"Well lookie what we have here. You're new around here, ain't you?" he asked, laying on the charm.

"Yeah, what's it to you?" she challenged.

"Oh, a feisty one, huh? I was thinkin' of asking Lorraine to the dance, but maybe I'll ask you. What do you say?" asked Biff.

"Get your meat hooks off of me!" she yelled, trying to push him out of her way.

He grabbed her arm. "Who asked you? That punk Calvin Klein?" he asked angrily.

"No, Alex did ok?" he tugged away from him but he held fast.

"No, it's not ok. When are you gonna get it through your thick skull, Claudia, you're my girl," he said pulling her closer to him.

"I wouldn't be your girl even if you had a million dollars!" she said. And with that, she kicked him in the shin and ran out of the lunch room. So much for her talking to Lorraine.

The two Martys looked at each other. It's not like they could follow after her, people might think they made her upset. Luckily, Lorraine got up out of her chair and went off to find the new girl.

She checked the bathroom first and only one stall was locked and she heard crying coming through the door.

"Hey, new girl? Are you ok? I'm Lorraine Banes. Look, I know how you feel, he does that to me and a few of my friends. He says he loves us, but everyone knows he's a jerk and bully. Don't let him make you upset, it makes him feel good. But you were really brave standing up to him," she said, trying to make her feel better.

"Will you come out now?" asked Lorraine.

She heard the bolt slide open and the new girl came out. Emma rubbed her eyes and wiped her nose.



"I'm Claudia Wells. You're Lorraine right? Calvin told me a little about you," said Emma.

"Really?!" she sighed hopefully, "Oh, nice to meet you. What did he say?"

"Um, that you were real pretty and kind to people, you know, people like George McFly," said Emma, putting emphasis on her last two words.

"Yeah, there's no need to be cruel to someone just because they're nerdy, right?" Lorraine laughed, "I'm glad to know that Cal's paying attention to me. Isn't he a dreamboat?"

"Yep, a real dreamboat…So, have you always lived in Hill Valley?" asked Emma, trying to make small talk to lead her closer to an invite over to her house.

They talked out in the hall until the lunch bell rang to signal that afternoon classes were starting and they met up again after school.

"Hey, all peachy keen now?" asked Lorraine.

"Yes, thank you. You're a real nice friend, I'll bet, Lorraine," answered Emma.

"You know what? You should come over to my house some day soon. How 'bout the 11th? We can get in our dance clothes and do our hair together? What do you say?" proposed Lorraine.

"Ok! That sounds like fun! Thank you. I'll see you tomorrow in History, ok? Bye!" said Emma as she started running to catch up with the boys.

"Good, I'll tell my folks! Bye!" Lorraine waved and then she too started off for home.