Disclaimer: I do not own Back To The Future.

As soon as he reached Hill Valley High, he quickly met up with his girlfriend, Jennifer.

"Yo, Jennifer." Marty greeted.

"Marty, don`t go this way. Strickland`s looking for you. If you get caught it will be four tardies in a row. Okay, come on, I think we`re safe." Jennifer said.

"You know this time it wasn`t my fault. The Doc set all his clocks 25 minutes slow." Marty argued.

Then Strickland appeared out of nowhere and started ranting on him.

"The Doc? Am I to understand you`re still hanging around with Dr. Emmett Brown, McFly?" Mr. Strickland asked.

He then made a 'tsk tsk' sound.

"Tardy slip for you, Miss Parker." He said, handing Jennifer a tardy slip.

To Marty, he gave him a tardy slip and started ranting on him. "And one for you, McFly. I believe that makes four in a row. Now, let me give you a nickel`s worth of free advice, young man. This so-called Dr. Brown is dangerous. He`s a real nutcase. You hang around with him, you`re going to end up in big trouble."

"Oh, Yes Sir." Marty replied, rather sarcastically.

Mr. Strickland then pushes Marty, and says, "You`ve got a real attitude problem, McFly. You`re a slacker. You remind me of your father when he went here. He was a slacker too."

Marty, looking a little annoyed, asked impatiently, "Can I go now, Mr. Strickland?"

But he ignored him and started ranting again. "I noticed your band is on the roster for the dance auditions after school today. Why even bother, McFly? You don`t have a chance. You`re too much like your old man. No McFly ever amounted to anything in the history of Hill Valley."

With a brave look, Marty replied, "Yeah, well, history is gonna change."

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"Okay guys, now we better get these notes right, ready?" Marty said to his band, "The Pinheads."

"Next, please!" the Audition Judge, or better known as Huey Lewis, called.

"All right."

(Microphone feedback.)

"We`re uh- We`re the Pinheads." Marty introduced. "One, two three."

They start playing a song, called "The Power of Love."

"Okay, thank you. Thank you, thank you fellas. Hold it, hold it fellas, I`m afraid you`re just too darn loud. Next please, could we have the next group please?" the Audition Judge interrupted.

Marty sighed and him and his band went off-stage.

"Hey, dude, don`t worry! We`ll have a second chance!" Zach Nelson said to him, trying to him cheer him up.

Marty then shot him a look. "Whatever, listen, I guess Strickland was right. Maybe we don`t have a chance." Marty replied, regretting he said that right away.

He then went off to get Jennifer.

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"Re-Elect Mayor Goldie Wilson. Progress is his middle name. Mayor Goldie Wilson`s progress platform calls for--" the man on loudspeaker yelled.

"Too loud, I can`t believe it. I`m never gonna get a chance to play in front of anybody." Marty complained, walking with Jennifer through the town.

"Marty, one rejection isn`t the end of the world." Jennifer reassured.

"Nah, I just don`t think I`m cut out for music." Marty said, looking disappointed.

"But you`re good Marty, really good, and this audition tape of yours is great. You`ve gotta sent it in to the record company. It`s like Doc`s always saying--"

"Yeah, I know, I know, 'If you put your mind to it, you can accomplish anything'." Marty interrupted.

"That`s good advice Marty."

"All right, okay Jennifer, what if I send in the tape and they don`t like it? I mean, what if they say I`m no good? What if they say 'Get outta here kid, you got no future'? I mean, I just don`t think I can take that kind of rejection. Jesus, I`m starting to sound like my old man." Marty said.

"Come on, he`s not that bad. At least he`s letting you borrow the car tomorrow night." Jennifer reassured.

"Check out that 4x4. That is hot." Marty said, pointing to a Statler Toyota.

"Someday Jennifer, someday. Wouldn`t it be great to take that truck up to the lake? Throw a couple of sleeping bags in the back. Lie out underneath the stars.." Marty said dreamingly, rubbing Jennifer`s stomach.

"Stop it." Jennifer said, pushing Marty`s hand away.

"What?"

"Doe`s your mom know about tomorrow night?"

"No, get out of town. My mom thinks I`m going camping with the guys. Well, Jennifer, my mother would freak out if she knew I was going up there with you. And I get this standard lecture about how she never did that kind of stuff when she was a kid. I mean look, I think the woman was born a nun."

"She`s just trying to keep you respectable." Jennifer reminded him.

"Well, she`s not doing a very good job." Marty said, rubbing Jennifer`s cheek.

"Terrible." She replied, as they started to kiss.

Then out of nowhere, a woman interrupted them by saying, "Save the clock tower! Mayor Wilson is sponsoring an initiative to replace that clock. 30 years ago, lightning struck that clock tower and the clock hasn`t run since. We at the Hill Valley Preservation Society think it should be preserved exactly the way it is part of out history and heritage."

Marty, annoyed, reached into his pocket and dropped in a coin. "There you go lady. Here`s a quarter."

"Thank you, don`t forget to take a flyer." she reminded him.

"Right."

Turning to Jennifer as the lady walked away, he asked passionately, "Now, where were we?"

"Right about here." she replied, starting to kiss him again.

Then, they got interrupted once again from Jennifer`s dad. "Jennifer!"

"It`s my dad."

"Right." Marty replied, sighing.

"I`ve got to go."

"I`ll call you tonight."

"I`ll be at my Grandma`s. Here, let me give you the number." Jennifer said, writing it down on the back of the flyer.

"Bye." she said and quickly kissed him on the cheek.

Smiling, Marty turned and walked back home.