Disclaimer: HOW MANY TIMES HAVE I SAID THIS? I DO NOT AND EVER WILL NOT OWN BACK TO THE FUTURE! Sorry got a little cranky there, but I`m alright. :D

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After Doc had gone back to his lab to work out the plan, Marty went over to the cafeteria.

"George, buddy, remember that girl I introduced you to? Lorraine?"

"Marty, or Calvin, or whatever you like to be called, just by any chance, have you told Lorraine that I was spying on her?" George asked quietly.

"No. Of course not." Marty reassured.

"Okay, good." George replied, with a sigh of relief.

"What are you writing?" Marty asked.

"Uh, stories. Science fiction stories about, visitors coming down, to Earth, from other planets." George replied, even showing him with his hands.

"He writes? Well he writes, but he writes stories?" Marty thought to himself.

"Get out of town, I never knew you did anything creative. Let me read some." Marty said, reaching for the paper.

"Oh no, no, I can`t, I never let anybody read my stories." George replied weakly.

"Why not?"

"Well, what if they didn`t like them, and told me if I was no good?" George explained as he looked down. "I guess it would be pretty hard for someone to understand." he added shamefully.

"No, not hard at all."

"What?" George thought to himself, as usually people wouldn't agree with that.

"So anyway, about Lorraine." Marty said, changing the subject.

"She really likes you."

That brought George's head up.

"She told me, to tell you, that she wants you to take her to the Enchantment Under the Sea Dance." Marty explained.

"Really?"

"Oh yeah, all you got to do, is go over there and ask her."

This obviously made George nervous.

"What, right here, right now in the cafeteria? What if she said no? I don`t think I can take that kind of rejection." George admitted. Looking at Lorraine, he saw that Biff was talking to her. "Besides, I think she'd rather go with somebody else."

"Uh, who?" Marty asked curiously.

"Biff." George said as he pointed.

Marty then turned around. Sure enough, there was Biff, talking to Lorraine. "He still got the hots for her." Marty observed as he sighed.

"Leave me alone." A struggling Lorraine warned.

"You want it, you know you want it, and you know you want me to give it to you." Biff said with a smirk.

This annoyed Lorraine even more.

"Shut your filthy mouth!" She said, as she slapped him. "I`m not that kind of girl." she added defensively.

"Well maybe you are, you just don`t know it yet." Biff growled, as he grabbed her arm.

"Get your meat hooks off of me." Lorraine said, trying to pull his arm off.

"Oh God, why does he have to do this me everyday?" Lorraine thought angrily.

"You heard her, she said get your meat hooks, off--"

Lorraine gasped. She didn`t quite know anyone who would do that, besides...

Calvin!

She blushed. Of course he was here!

"Please." Marty added, straightening Biff`s now wrinkled shirt.

"So what`s it to you, butthead?" Biff asked rudely and pushed Marty a little.

"You know you`ve been looking for a..." Biff added as he got ready fight - up until he saw Mr. Strickland right behind Marty.

He quickly flashed a fake smile. "Since you`re new here, I`m gonna cut you a break, today. So why don`t you make like a tree, and get out of here."

Marty sighed, and turned around, to talk to George, only finding out that George had left.

He went and decided to find him, but first, get Doc and talk to him about this.