A Stack of Belmont Invitations

'I'm so sick of this wig freak!' Zack thought, exasperated.

What's the rush? Mr. Shea's still here! Zack snapped in a low voice. "Put your wig back on. Just look at yourself. What do you think you look like?"

Zack's face was full of disgust.

Tripp stood on tiptoe, trying to get a better look over Zack's shoulder, fixing his gaze on the scene.

He scrambled to shove his wig back on, plastering a goo