What should happen to a cheating, lying scum who sleeps with your best friend while you go on an epic trip to Egypt with your brother? He should fall into a hole and rot for eternity. Okay, maybe that’s a little harsh, but a broken leg would be nice. Or at least, that’s what I told my new BFF. Then the next day at school, he shows up with a freaking cast. WTF. Seems like nearly everything I want these days is coming true. If I want a coke, the hot boy in band brings me one, an A math test I didn’t study for, sure, why not. Turns out, I brought home some rather interesting souvenirs from Egypt. Ones that might contain a genie. But that would be nuts, right? Except it’s not. And I didn’t bring home just one. I brought home 20. And they all are looking for blood. My blood.




