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"We were perfect together. Until we met."
I can’t help but smile at the lyrics in her letter. She misses me.
In fifth grade, my teacher set us up with pen pals from a different school. Thinking I was a girl, with a name like Misha, the other teacher paired me up with her student, Ryen. My teacher, believing Ryen was a boy like me, agreed.
It didn’t take long for us to figure out the mistake. And in no time at all, we were arguing about everything. The best take-out pizza. Android vs. iPhone. Whether or not Eminem is the greatest rapper ever…
And that was the start. For the next seven years, it was us.
Her letters are always on black paper with silver writing. Sometimes there’s one a week or three in a day, but I need them. She’s the only one who keeps me on track, talks me down, and accepts everything I am.
We only had three rules. No social media, no phone numbers, no pictures. We had a good thing going. Why ruin it?
Until I run across a photo of a girl online. Name’s Ryen, loves Gallo’s pizza, and worships her iPhone. What are the chances?
F*ck it. I need to meet her.
I just don’t expect to hate what I find.
He hasn’t written in three months. Something’s wrong. Did he die? Get arrested? Knowing Misha, neither would be a stretch.
Without him around, I’m going crazy. I need to know someone is listening. It’s my own fault. I should’ve gotten his phone number or picture or something.
He could be gone forever.
Or right under my nose, and I wouldn’t even know it.
I don’t know what I did, but it had to be something, because when you find that everyone hates you, it’s not them. It’s you. – Ryen
Punk 57 was beautifully deep, insanely seductive and emotionally raw. I was addicted just from the first page, and this book was impossible to put down. Between the emotions the characters made me feel, to the story-line that kept begging for me to read one more page, I loved everything about this book. Especially since Ryen and Misha’s story is brutally honest and showed the multiple sides of hurting people and even ourselves.
Fuck. I put the pen to the paper and scrawl what my goddamn heart can only whisper.
I miss you every day, I write. You’re my favorite place.
And then I drop the pen and tear the paper out of my notebook. – Misha
Learning about their past was so adorable. Ryen, a girl, and Misha, a boy, ended up becoming pen-pals in the 5th grade. It all started when their teachers mixed up thinking Ryen was a boy and Misha was a girl. And even after school ended, they continued to write to one another. For the last seven years they created a beautiful friendship with an unbreakable bond through their letters. They poured their hearts out to one another. They told each other their fears, hopes, thoughts and would even argue about everything from pizza to music. But they always had three rules. No phone, no social media and no pictures. And even if they both wanted to break those rules at times, it becomes a moot point. Because some of those rules are about to get thrown out the window.
What am I going to do with this girl? Just when I think I have her figured out, she pulls at me a little more.
Just when I think I can’t stand her, and I can leave, never looking back, I turn right around and want to make sure nothing hurts her. – Misha
You see, as far as Ryen knows, Misha has disappeared for the last three months. His letters have stopped, but she hasn’t given up hope. She continues to write to her best friend and refuses to walk away from him, even when her sister thinks she’s crazy. But the thing is, Misha hasn’t disappeared. He’s right in front of her. And he hates what he sees.
She straightens and turns to fix me with a look. “You called me a cunt and cut my hair. You think I’d actually trust you to protect me? Don’t blink too hard, Shit-for-Brains. You might lose your last few brain cells.” – Ryen to Misha
And this is where Punk 57 was both scorching hot and utterly heartbreaking. Misha is brutal to Ryen. He’s hurtful, mean and viscous to her with his words. The scenes and situations between the two of them would leave my mouth open. I couldn’t believe how he had just treated her. Oh gosh, it felt as though my heart would burst and I just wanted to crawl into a hole and curl into a little ball. But at the same point, I got why he acted the way he did. And you learn early on, why he is the way he is to her. So it was hard to be upset at him. Especially when their sexual connection constantly exploded and was hard to ignore.
I part my lips, running them over the lip ring and savoring the feel as he groans and digs his fingers into my thighs. I tighten my legs around him, needing to feel him.
“Bitch,” he whispers.
Ryen has this sexuality that is subtle and insanely addicting. He came off not only confident but intoxicating too. Whether it was the looks he would give, or the words he would choose to use, he always left me wanting more. And Ryen couldn’t help but be pulled in again and again, no matter how bad Misha hurt her. The scenes between the two of them were beyond sexy, and so, so, so good!
“They don’t get you and me. I know that’s what you’re afraid of. You’re perfect. I’m never in line. You’re beautiful, and I’m bad, right?” – Misha to Ryen
Since we got to be in both Ryen and Misha’s head, we got to crawl into every single dirty, forbidden and brutally honest thought in their mind. Nothing is held back, and it’s so addicting! So Punk 57 easily went into my favorites list! If you adore hate to love stories that are scorching hot, then you definitely want to discover this book!
PS Thanks for buddy reading with me Chels!