Biff spent all night trying to figure out who was behind it all... He knew it must've been somebody that he pushed around, but that was such a long list that he didn't know where to start. Did one of those creepy goth kids put a curse on him? Did one of those science geeks figure out some way to do this? Unable to come to any conclusions, he went to sleep, telling himself he had to prepare for anything.
When he awoke he initially tried to fake sick so he wouldn't have to go to school, but his mother didn't believe him and sent him on his way. He could hear the mocking laughter as he walked up the sidewalk to the school. Everyone kept their distance though, Biff was liable to punch someone if they got too close.
To insure himself that there wouldn't be a repeat of yesterday, Biff went to the bathroom to relieve himself. Except, unable to control himself, he walked into the girl's bathroom instead of the boy's. Inside Sarah McMillan and her friends were fixing up their makeup.
"Ew, wrong room, piss boy!" said Sarah.
Then Biff answered in a voice that wasn't his usual deep baritone, but rather a soft alto, with a hint of a valley girl accent, a voice not unlike Sarah's.
"Oh, don't mind me, girls, just have to touch up the lipstick." he smiled.
His mind was filled with rage and confusion. Unable to control his actions, he reached into his purse ("where did that come from?!" he thought) and pulled out some lipstick and began to expertly apply it. He also put on some mascara.
"So, who are you girls going to the dance with?" Biff asked. "I'm hoping Jeff asks me, unless you still like him, Sarah. I wouldn't want to step on your toes, us girls got to stick together!"
He finished putting on his make up and blew the girls a kiss.
"See you in class, girlfriends!"
His butt swayed in a feminine fashion as he left the room, leaving the giggling girls behind him. Once he was back in the hallway he regained control of his body, but it was too late. Everyone in the hall saw him, the captain of the football team, come out of the girl's bathroom with lipstick and mascara on.
"What's with you, man?" asked Steve, one of the other jocks. "Are you coming out or something?"
Biff tried to think of some excuse, but the curse, or whatever it was, took over, and he answered in his girly alto, "Well, the truth is I was born a girl, but since I developed more like a boy, I decided to live like one, but I'm not going to live a lie anymore, you can call me Buffy from now on!"
He then regained control and bolted down the hallway before anything else could happen. Steve laughed uncontrollably. he of course knew Biff was a guy, having seen him in the shower after football practice. He just hoped whatever Biff's problem was this week that he was normal for the big game tomorrow...
