Suddenly, Sarah heard someone from behind her shout out her name. When she turned around, she saw her boyfriend Biff Meadows.
She let out a sigh of relief, then approached him. At least Biff was the same - or so she thought.
"Biff, there you are. Why didn't you pick me up this morning? I was waiting outside my house for, like, forever."
"Sorry, man. If you needed a lift, why didn't you call me?"
Man? She thought. "You always pick me up."
"Since when? The last time I picked you up was last month after you got into that fight with your dad," he said.
She looked confused. She didn't remember fighting with her father. She had him wrapped around her little finger, like most men.
"Well, if you want, Steve and I are hanging out tonight. You want in?"
"I thought you had to do something with your family," she said, confused beyond belief.
"Man, that's just what I tell the girls. You know, when I need my space for a bit."
Sarah felt a headache coming on.
