“We were perfect together. Until we met.”
I can’t help but smile at the words 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 number or picture or something.
He could be gone forever.
Or right under my nose, and I wouldn’t even know it.
*I received an ARC copy from the author in exchange for an honest review*
You were right when you said we are harder on our heroines than on our heroes. Ryen being the mean, popular girl was not easy to identify with. Though Ryen the quiet rebel geek was. Often we are more than what we show the world, hiding our true self out of fear of being rejected. That I could definitely identify with.
Misha never tried to hide himself. Quite the opposite, his voice was a hard one to ignore. I do admire characters, and people like that. Those who seem without fear. Though even Misha is human, and prone to make mistakes.
My heart hurt for him. How could it not? Though I had no idea what he was up to until the very end. Him facing his biggest fear, and rejection. That was a whammy.
I did not like the way Misha and Ryen lashed out to each other. Yes, I understood where they were coming from, though that doesn’t make it any less hard to see them hurt the person they love the most. ‘Cause that’s really what it comes down to, doesn’t it? They love each other.
Betrayal. Friendship. Lies. Fear. Heartbreak. Sex. Music. Love. Rejection. Yes, you take us on quite a roller coaster ride, and I do love my thrills.
You should be proud of Punk 57. I feel proud for you. A story that can make me feel so much, is one to always remember, and reread often. Misha and Ryen’s story isn’t an easy one, but it actually makes it easier for me to fall in love with it.
Thank you for writing such an amazing novel.
Proud member of the Punk 57 tribe,
Total Book Geek
P.S. Awesome lyrics! Don’t let your husband tell you otherwise 🙂 It would be so cool though if someone could actually put them to music. Just an idea.