Funhouse

More like 4 and a half stars. Funhouse is sort of what I remember about Point Horror- off the wall, teen angst, and scary “accidents”. Tess is the only one in tune with the idea that someone is trying to pick off her friends, one by one, and that she is probably next. Of course, no one believes her because she is a “hysterical female” but mad props need to be given to Tess as she, multiple times in this book, stands up for herself against gaslighting and patronizing (mostly from her ex-boyfriend, who shows up stalker-style at the exact moment after she is done facing an attack alone). I mean, this is a kid who is smart enough to choose to live with her step-mother and get the hell out of her domineering father's house.
The cat part got me. Eh.
My money was on a different character as the killer, and I usually prefer some sort of supernatural element to my horror, but I plowed through Funhouse in a couple of hours and never got bored with it or felt like it stalled out.
I actually own this one and love the creepy cover and the hot pink, thriller font.
I also loved that she was jamming out to George Michael on her Walkman while searching the house for her old yearbooks.