Sarah walked up to Biff's house and rang the doorbell. A moment later, it opened. But Biff's reaction was unexpected.
"What the hell are you doing here?" he asked.
"What do you mean?" Sarah asked. "You told me to come over."
"Why the hell would I want you over?"
Sarah was confused. "Are ... are you breaking up with me?"
"Breaking up? What the hell are you on? I wouldn't even date you in the first place. Besides, I'm already dating Melissa. You know, the most popular girl in school? Now get the hell out of here, you loser!" Then he slammed the door in her face.
What was happening? He wouldn't date her? Then what was the last eight months? He was dating Melissa, one of her closest friends? That backstabbing bitch. How could she do this to her? And why would Biff call her a loser? None of this made any sense.
She walked back down towards the street, dejected. And that's when she spotted her reflection in one of the windows of one of the parked cars along the street. Her eyes grew wide, looking at herself. She now had black hair and her pink ultra-hot designer clothes were gone, now replaced with a somewhat ratty-looking sweatshirt and a pair of jeans. She looked very tomboyish. How the hell didn't she notice this before? And how the hell did it even happen?
