Miss Lynch escorted Biff to his locker to pick up his things.
His girlfriend, Sarah, hurried up to him. "I just heard...I don't believe this. This has to be some kind of mistake. How can this happen to us?"
To us? Biff said. "I'm going to get my dad on this. He's not going to let them do this to me," he insisted. "It's all bullshit."
"Good, because I can't be dating a fifth grader," she said.
Biff's mind whirled. This just seemed so unreal. "You mean, you'd dump me..."
"I'd just have to," Sarah insisted. "I have a reputation to think of. Fix this, Biff."
Miss Lynch urged him along. "You don't want to be late for class, Biff," she said.
