((I was meant to have graphics with this but my computer is an idiot.))

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DEAR DIARY:

My hair is blonde now. This is the color that most of the cool people around here consider to make you a rebel. That seems slightly silly to me, but eh.
I should be listening to songs like 'fear it' by Micheal Jackson (he's new around here, but big all the same.)
I don't really want to be a rebel, but I have inside information from the interweb that having blonde is a legitimate step in becoming a rebel, so why fight it? But do I need to throw away my showtunes and various princess costumes? I hope not. I like them. Do I need to buy clothes that show off my arms? That might just be for boil rebels, actually... This is all very complicated. Someone should feed me daily facts about being a rebel. Come to think of it, I might actually need to do things that rebel against most of halloweentown. That's not going to be easy, we're full of tricksters and evil-doers! Maybe I need to be (dare I say it) good? No. Surely not...

But what if?
I mean, honestly, blonde isn't really that scandalous of a color for ghouls. It's just sort of... preppy. My mother taught me that word when it was on the TV and I asked what it meant.
But that's irrelevant.
I need to be nice. That's the way I'm going to rebel against this school. Haha. I thought being a rebel was going to be hard but this is going to be fun as jack. I'll listen to nice, happy music from the human world and eat lollipops. I'll rat people out if they do the wrong thing (actually, I wont do that) and go around giving free hugs. I'll wear bright colors and smile at old people as they walk past me. Hahahahah, they won't expect that! It'll be fantastic and easy.
I'm a blonde rebel.
Finally.
Not that I ever wanted to be one, but I've been alive for a few years now and I've never been a blonde rebel in all that time so I guess I have the right to say 'finally'.
I should make a list of the songs I should listen to.
Yes.
No.
I'll only listen to one song. Sunshine and skullipops by that singer lady... you know the one.

I still don't really want to be a rebel. It'd be kind of tedious I think. I don't want to push people away! I love people! Well, most. I dislike one of the gnome dorm cleaners as he's not as professional as I'd like my servants to be... but that's not a personal thing. I'd even feel guilty pushing him away. Does that make me weak? No. The type of rebel that I want to be CAN be weak- I want to be nice and sweet after all.
All this rebel stuff is confusing.
Damn interweb. I love you, but you confuse me a lot.

Can you please reply to this entry? I need your opinion on being a rebel. Should I go for it? I still want friends, though.

The entry is very messy and has lots of crossing out around the page. She obviously was very concerned about becoming a blonde rebel. Turning the page, there was a much neater reply from her faithful diary.

Dear Claire:
You're too young to have an identity crisis. Honestly. Having blonde hair does not mean you suddenly need to rebel against amityville. There are plenty of blonde students at the school and very few are rebels. There is no need to think this to yourself and the interweb CAN and WILL lie to you. What you read may have been an opinion on dyed blonde hair and you do not need to follow it. It is not important. You have ample friends already, and besides, ditching them to become something you're not will just harm the both of you. THERE IS NO NEED TO CHANGE YOURSELF. We had this conversation when you were... 8? How could you not remember? You were going to buy an igor to annoy your parents. That didn't go too well, did it? No. You need to stop relying on the interweb to tell you how to live your life. If you're really that concerned about becoming a rebel, dye your hair back. While the blonde does suit you, I'm not interested in reading ten thousand journals about how it's changing you. The only brain I have is used to listen to your journal entries. Don't waste it.

-Diary.

The next page was taken up by a picture that Claire had drawn of a potato monster which did not yet exist in halloweentown. She wanted it to exist. It was evident, however, that she HAD read the journal entry as she had drawn smiley faces all over the Diary's reply.