Author P.O.V

You and Marty rode your skateboards to your high school.
You and Marty rode down the streets of the neighborhood to the Hill Valley Center.

Many known neighbors waved to you and Marty.
You had your Walkman headphones listening to your favorite bands.

You and Marty finally got to your high school.

"Hurry! We have to get to class before Director Strickland finds us," You say to Marty grabbing your stuff and walking up to the school's front entrance.

"I'm coming! I'm sure that bald man won't find us," Marty said running along with you.

You two entered the school and silently walked down the hallways of the school.
All the students were already in class.

"We have to go silently before Mr Strickland finds us-" You say until someone grabbed your shoulder.

"Actually I already found you two here, Ms. Y/L/N," Mr Strickland said.

You and Marty paused and looked at the furious and angry Mr. Strickland.

"Don't tell you two were out there with Doc Brown? Is that true Mcfly?" Mr. Strickland asked Marty.

Marty didn't say anything.

"Well seems like you two have to receive a late report for coming late," Mr Strickland handed you and Marty a yellow sticky note of tardy to class.

"And I believe you two duo have four tardies in a row, let me give you a nickel's worth of advice, that so-called Doctor Brown is dangerous he's a real nutcase, you two hang around with him you'll get in big trouble," Me Strickland replied.

"Oh yes sir," Marty replied sarcastically.

But You got very annoyed by Strickland's comment.

"That's not true," You reply angrily.

"Watch both of you your tone with me, especially you, Y/n, that's not a way to talk, young lady," Mr. Strickland replied.

"And you got an attitude problem, Mcfly," Strickland continued.
"You a slacker. You remind me of your father when he went here, he was also a slacker."

Marty got very annoyed by the comment. Marty didn't want to end up like his very stupid father.

"Can me and Y/n go now Mr Strickland?" Marty asked.

"Actually I noticed you and Y/n are auditioning for the battle of the bands for the dance after school, why even bother you two? You won't get accepted, no y/l/n or Mcfly has ever done anything good in the history of Hill Valley," Mr. Strickland said.

"Then we will prove you wrong," You blurred out.

"Yeah, history is about to change!" Marty replied.

"Ha! I highly doubt it! Now you two get to class," Mr Strickland said walking down the hallways of the school.

"Marty, don't listen to Strickland for what he said about you and your father," You say seeing how annoyed and frustrated Marty was.

"I know I know," Marty sighed.

"Yeah, let's just forget about it and go to class, see ya after school for the auditions," You say grabbing your guitar case, skateboard, and backpack.

"Sure thing, bye!" Marty waved walking to his class.

"Bye!" You waved running your feet to your class.

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After all of your boring classes, You pushed away all the students out of your way through the hallways.

You carried your stuff and ran down to the main gym of the school.

You open the doors and looked around for Marty.

Many students were coming inside to audition for the battle of the bands. They hold their instruments of all kinds.

"Y/n!!! Over here!" Marty called you across the gym holding his guitar.

"Marty!" You greeted him walking up to him.

"Are you ready?" Marty asked.

"Very ready, just a little nervous," You say grabbing your red electric guitar.

"The next group, Marty Mcfly and Y/n y/l/n,"
One of the teachers announced with a megaphone.

"Let's go!" Marty said to you as you and he climbed up the gym stage.

The teacher's judges looked at you and Marty holding clipboards.

"Hello um I and my friend Y/n are auditioning for the battle of the bands," Marty said though a microphone.

Marty give you a wink to start playing.

You and Marty stayed to played your guitars loudly with all the power of rock music.

You looked at Marty playing his guitar with all his strength and enthusiasm.
You smiled at him.
Your heart suddenly fluttered seeing he smiled back at you.

Many students look startled hearing how loud you and Marty played the guitars.

The teachers were covering their ears by how loud it was.

But nothing bothered you and Marty. You and he smiled at playing.

"Hey! Hey stop! Stop it!" The teacher with a megaphone stops you and Marty from playing.

"You two are way too loud, next group please!"

You sighed frustrated. Marty groaned annoyed walking down the stage angrily.

You followed Marty along.

"Marty! Marty wait up!" You called after him.

"It's not fair, ugh I feel like a fucking rejection," Marty said running a hand through his hair frustrated.

"Come on Marty a rejection is not the world's end!" You said packing up your guitar in its case.
Along with grabbing your stuff.

"Marty let's just go, I wanna get out of here," You say grabbing Marty's hand and taking him outside of the school.

"Ugh I just don't think I am made for Music, Y/n," Marty complained annoyed.

"Marty, you and I are really good, let those jackasses burn themselves, you and I are gonna be the best, and our audition tape of music was awesome!" You say.

Marty just kept waking sighing.

"Listen we gotta send our music tapes to the record companies, like Doc always says,-"

"Yeah I know, if you put you're mind to it you can accomplish anything," Marty looked away checking out some cute hot girls walking by.

You turn his head away with an annoyed glance in your face. You easily got jealous.

"It's good advice, Marty," you reply.

"Yeah you're right, but if we send our music tapes to the companies what are they going to say? Maybe they'll say we don't one back here y'all have no future! Damn, I'm sounding like my old man,!" Marty sighed.

"Oh come on he's not that bad," you say.

"Y/n check out that car 4x4 Toyota!" Marty smiled at the new car going into the mechanic shop.

"Someday, Y/n, someday, it will be fucking awesome to drive that car, just you and I," he said gazing into your eyes.

Your heart skipped at beat. You smiled blushing hard. 

"Does your mom know what we're doing tomorrow night?" You asked.

You and Marty had planned to go to spend a night camping near the lake. 

"Fuck no my mom thinks I'm going camping with the boys, y/n my mother will freak out if I tell her I'm going with you, she loves you, but she just doesn't like the idea of us going by ourselves and she'll give me the lecture of always, that she didn't do that kind of stuff as young, my mom was born to be a nun," Marty explained. 

You cracked laughing and Marty laughed along with you.  

"I think she just wants to you to be respectable, like all mothers, including my own," you chuckled. 

Marty chuckled along with you. 

"Save the clock tower!!!" a woman stood in front of you and Marty holding a can of donations.  

"Mayor Wilson is sponsoring an initiative to replace that clock. Thirty years ago that clock was struck by lightning and that clock wasn't run since. We at the Hill Valley Perseveration Society think it should be preserved the way it is, is part of our history and heritage," The woman continued shaking her can of donations. 

"Here, I donate 5 bucks," you handed the woman your extra money in your jean pocket. 

"Also I donate 5 cents," Marty said putting his coins inside the Woman's donation can. 

"Thank you, kids, here spread the word, Save the clock tower!," She said handing you and Marty a blue paper with the announcement of the clock tower.  

"Well, we have to get going, wanna watch a movie back at my place?" Marty asked you. 

"Sure!," You reply. 

You and Marty grab your skateboards and rode down the streets of Hill Valley.