I made a mask! Not telling what it is so it can be a SURPRISE!

Oh, speaking of the dance, Kitty Katya, you wanna go with me?

( Junior Ebonboys Party )

OH MY GOD, YOU GUYS, WE ALMOST DIED

THE GHOST THING CAME AND STOLE OUR VOICES AND TRIED TO GET IN OUR DOOR.

SWEET BABY JESUS, THE SPOOKY STORIES ARE REAL AND Y'ALL AREN'T ALL JUST FULL OF CRAP I TAKE BACK EVERYTHING I SAID.

Okay, my solo act for the talent show is going to be AMAZING. I have been working on it since November, so get ready to be blown away.

My group act isn't official, because Ferris hasn't caved yet. I think she threatened to stab me, but I'm also not sure if that was even related to bugging her about the act.

( Ain't no party like a Carney Party )

( Passed out to every student in the school before the bus ride home. )

All I gotta say is: worth it!

Y'all just mad cause you weren't invited.

This may put a damper on convincing Mama that going to Vegas for Christmas would be more fun than hanging out with extended family in Hooker's Holler, but I can probably still convince her in the long run.

When life gives you glitter traps, make lemonade.

Or whatever. I look fabulous.

WHO WANTS A HUG?



[After stumbling into one of Trixie's glitter traps, instead of being perturbed, Cameron has decided to try to give everyone wet glitter hugs.]