The New York Times bestselling series! Because you’re blue This bracelet is now for you. Speak one wish to make it true. . . So begins this enchanting new adventure from Sarah Mlynowski, the New York Times bestselling author and co-author of the Whatever After and Upside-Down Magic series. When different girls around the country receive a wish-granting bracelet in the mail, magical mayhem ensues! Filled with delightful illustrations, friendship, and humor, this series is like American Girl …with magic. Optioned for film! Becca Singer is having the Worst Day Ever. Her best friend, Harper, dumped her, and Becca is totally friendless and alone. Then the box arrives in the mail. Inside the box? One bracelet, plus a mysterious note telling Becca to make a wish. So Becca puts on the bracelet--why not, right?--and wishes to have friends. Lots of friends. So many friends. And just like that, the magic works. Suddenly, EVERYONE wants to be Becca’s BFF, from all the kids at school to the teachers (!) to her own mom (!!). As things spin out of control, Becca starts to wonder: Is this wish a curse? And stay tuned for Book Two, co-written by Sarah Mlynowski and Debbie Rigaud, when a girl in Ohio gets the bracelet in the mail and makes a new wish! This series is perfect for fans of Whatever After, Upside-Down Magic, Twisted Tales, The Baby-Sitters Club, and all stories told with warmth and sparkle. Praise for Best Wishes : "Readers will love Becca... A coming-of-age tale told with humor, compassion, and more than a touch of magic.” -- Kirkus Reviews "The lively first volume in a planned series about a magical bracelet capable of bestowing a single wish [has a] brisk pace and...may well be helpful to girls ages 7-11 who are in friendship throes." ­-- The Wall Street Journal Praise for the Whatever After series: "Kids will race through these laugh-out-loud, action-packed, magical adventures." -- Max Brallier, New York Times bestselling author of The Last Kids on Earth series "A dazzling gem of a series!" -- Karina Yan Glaser, New York Times bestselling author of The Vanderbeekers series "The feminist in me adored it, and the mother in me loved how my daughter would long to cuddle in close as we read together." -- Danielle Herzog, blogging for The Washington Post "Hilarious... with unexpected plot twists and plenty of girl power." -- Booklist "An uproariously funny read. The swift pace of the tale and non-stop action... will enchant readers from the first page." -- Kirkus Reviews "Giddy, fizzy, hilarious fun!" -- Lauren Myracle, author of Luv Ya Bunches "Tons of fractured fairy tale fun!" -- Meg Cabot, author of Allie Finkle's Rules for Girls and The Princess Diaries series Sarah Mlynowski is the New York Times and USA Today bestselling author and coauthor of over fifty books for teens, tweens, kids, and adults, including the Whatever After series, the Best Wishes series, and the Upside-Down Magic series, which was adapted into a Disney Channel movie. Originally from Montreal, Sarah now lives in Los Angeles with her family. Visit her online at sarahm.com. I walked into our small lobby, where our super, Mr. Wangins, was mopping the floor. His parrot, Doodles, was perched on his shoulder. Doodles is bright blue, and when she’s not hanging out with Mr. Wangins, she likes to fly around our building’s back courtyard. Oh, and Doodles hates me. I’m not kidding. "Ahoy, Becca, how’s your day?" Mr. Wangins asked cheerfully. Mr. Wangins has been the super of our building for twenty years. He lives in an apartment on the first floor and takes care of everything: repairs, packages, recycling. He’s very friendly. Unlike Doodles. "Go away!" Doodles squawked at me. See? "Stop it, Doodles," Mr. Wangins said. "Be nice to Becca!" "My day was fine," I lied, heading for the elevator. I was eager to get upstairs. "Oh, Becca! You got a package in the mail," Mr. Wangins said. I turned around. "I did?" "Yup. I left it in the mailroom." "Oh! Thank you," I said. "Go away!" Doodles squawked as I hurried into the mailroom. There, in the corner with the other packages, was a box. A square cardboard box, about the size of a small toaster. It was covered in cute stickers. And it was addressed to... Me. Me? Yes. Me. I never get packages! But in cursive black writing, on the top of the box, it read: Becca Singer 416 West 91st Street, Apt 7G New York, New York 10027 There was no return address, but there was a big black sparkly stamp in the top right corner that said Forever. Maybe it was from my dad? My parents got divorced when I was four. My dad used to live in Brooklyn, and Brahm and I stayed with him every other weekend. But when Dad got laid off last year, he had to move to Santa Monica, California, for a new tech job. This was the first time I wouldn’t be seeing Dad on my birthday. It felt kind of sad. It felt really sad, actually. I picked up the box. It wasn’t heavy. I shook it a li