Disclaimer: BTTF doesn't belong to me.

A/N: I kinda stopped writing these things after a while, but now I'm back at it. So yeah, that was the only reason why I never updated in a while.

Oh, and it's my birthday today! So I'm 12 now, but I feel no different.

Oh, and PS, it has been a really long time since I have written this, so it won't that good.

But please review!

Marty McFly is on the stage right now, playing the guitar to the song "Earth Angel", just to get the dance back on, hence getting his parents together.

"This is for all you lovers out there." Marvin Berry announces on the microphone, then starts singing.

"Earth Angel, Earth Angel, will you be mine? My darling dear, love you, all the time"

Marty is obviously not concentrated on his guitar playing, but on George and Lorraine.

"I'm just a fool, a fool in love, with you" Marvin sings.

Marty then looks at the picture with him and his brother and sister, whom have disappeared.

He gulps, then continues watching.

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George's POV

"What should I do know? Just keep dancing, or just go ahead and kiss her?"

I gulped.

It wasn't easy for the school nerd, the school nerd who never kissed anyone, (besides family) who never talked to a girl, (again, besides family) and who never stood up to anyone until now, to be with the one of the most popular girl in school.

I looked up at the stage. Marty was playing the guitar, (which by the way, I've never seen before), and was staring at me.

That only made me feel more nervous.

Who knew, that I would actually be at the dance, with a girl? I hadn't even planned on coming here in the first place.

"George? Aren't you going to kiss me?" Lorraine spoke up, breaking my train of thought.

"Um, I don't know.." I replied, shyly.

Then out of nowhere, I felt a tug on my shoulder.

"Scram McFly, I'm cutting in."

It was Mark Dixon.

I watched sadly as Dixon started to 'dance' with Lorraine. I shrugged my shoulders.

"Well at least I got to dance with her a little." I thought as I turned around to leave.

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Right at that moment, Marty felt unconscious and kneeled to the ground.

"Hey boy, you all right?" Reginald asked.

Marty shook his head. "I can't play."

He could then hear Lorraine call George.

"George, George!"

Marty felt really unconscious now, as he felt like his body was going against him. "George." he mumbled quietly.

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George's POV

"George, George!" I could hear Lorraine call desperately.

I turned around.

"George." I could hear Marty say, even if he said it quietly.

I turned around and saw him on the stage floor, looking really unconscious.

Marty.

The boy who gave me advice, and gave me enough confidence to knock out Biff.

Just then, I felt confidence in me. I mean, if I could knock out Biff, I would surely be able to knock out Dixon.

"Excuse me." I growled, and shoved Dixon to the floor.

Taking Lorraine's cheeks into my hands, we looked at each other, and then we finally kissed.

A second after that, I felt like a new man.

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"Excuse me." George growled and pushed Dixon.

"I`ll be the vision, the vision of your happiness! Whoa, whoa, whoa!"

George then had his hands on Lorraine's cheeks, and then they kissed.

Marty then stood up and continued playing.

"Earth Angel, Earth Angel, please be mine! My darling dear, love you for all time."

George, whom Lorraine was hugging, looked shocked and happy, and held his hand up as a gesture of 'thanks'.

Marty did the same thing, and realized his hand was no longer transparent.

"I'm just a fool, a fool in love.. with you." Marvin finished the song, while George and Lorraine were gazing into each other's eyes.

"Yeah man, that was good. Let's do another one!" Marvin suggested happily to Marty.

Marty looked hesitant. "Uh, I gotta go."

But Marvin objected. "C'mon man, let's do something that really cooks."

"Something, that really cooks." Marty thought. The song 'Johnny B. Goode' came into mind.

"All right." He nodded.

"All right! Um, this is an oldie, well, it's an oldie where I came from." He hesitated.

He then turned to the band and said, " All right guys, it's blues riff in B, watch me for the changes, and try to keep up, okay?"

With that, he started playing, and sang,

"Way down in Louisiana, down in New Orleans, Way back up in the woods among the evergreens, There stood an log cabin made of earth and wood, Where lived a country boy named'a Johnny B Goode, he never ever learned to read or write so well ,he could play a guitar just like he's ringin a bell. Go, go, Go Johnny go, go, go Johnny go, go go go, go Johnny go, go, Go Johnny go, go, go, Johnny B Goode."

Meanwhile, George and Lorraine were having a good time dancing, while two students who were also dancing came up to George and said, "Hey George, heard you laid out Biff, nice going!" "George, ever think of becoming class president?"

Marty continued playing the guitar, until it turned out to be 'too much' for the people. (It was the 50's, so they were about to start the rock and roll era).

He stopped and realized everyone was staring at him, so embarrassed, he got up and said, " I guess you guys aren't ready for this, but your kids are going to love it."

Marvin took back the guitar, looking at it amazed at what a guitar can do, while Marty thanked him and the band and went to go downstairs.

Halfway through the steps, he saw Lorraine.

"Lorraine!"

"Marty, that was very interesting music."

He looked back. "Um, yeah."

"Uh, I hope you don't mind, but George asked if he could take me home."

Marty seemed a little more than happy.

"Right! Good! Good, Lorraine. I had a feeling between you two."

"Finally." Marty thought.

"I have a feeling too." Lorraine smiled and looked at George, who was helping her put her coat on.

"Listen, I gotta go but I wanted to tell you that it's been...educational." Marty said.

Lorraine nodded. "Marty will we ever see you again?"

Marty smiled. "I guarantee it."

"Well Marty, I want to thank you for all your good advice, I'll never forget it." George spoke up and shook Marty's hand.

"Right, George. Well, good luck you guys."

"I wonder how they'll be like in the future...?"

Then he remembered something.

"Oh, and one other thing. If you guys ever have kids.."

And with that they started to blush and fidget.

"And one of them when he's eight years old, accidentally sets fire to the living room rug, go easy on him." Marty continued.

"Okay." George replied.

Marty then smiled, and went off.

"Marty. Such a nice name." Lorraine said.