It’s been three months since Misha wrote Ryen a letter and it’s totally making her insane. They don’t want to ruin their relationship by meeting each other so when Misha accidentally comes across a girl who’s named Ryen, he couldn’t resist the temptation and he can’t believe what he finds, she is totally different from the girl he had expected. He feels so cheated and betrayed, and really wants to hate her. For seven years, they wrote letters to each other and had three rules – No social media, no phone numbers, no pictures. It all started when Misha and Ryen’s teachers set them up as pen-pals mistaking their genders due to their names. The story is about Misha and Ryen who are pen-pals and best friends since elementary school but they never met face to face. It was fucking fantastic and I rarely say those words for contemporary books. Actually, I expected this to be a fun contemporary read and I didn’t expect this to be so dark, emotional and thrilling that’ll get my mind messed up in a good way. The hate and love relationship between them was portrayed really well in this book. Seriously, I had so many feels while reading this book and the main characters are absolutely amazing. Penelope Douglas is one of my favorite authors who writes hate to love romances so well that’ll definitely make you feel emotionally attached to the characters. Oh boy this book was totally an emotional roller-coaster ride! I loved Bully so I was pretty much excited to read Punk 57 and after I was finished with this book, I can’t say how much I enjoyed it. Or right under my nose, and I wouldn’t even know it. I should’ve gotten his phone number or picture or something.

Did he die? Get arrested? Knowing Misha, neither would be a stretch. Name’s Ryen, loves Gallo’s pizza, and worships her iPhone. Until I run across a photo of a girl online. No social media, no phone numbers, no pictures. She’s the only one who keeps me on track, talks me down, and accepts everything I am. Sometimes there’s one a week or three in a day, but I need them. Her letters are always on black paper with silver writing. Whether or not Eminem is the greatest rapper ever…Īnd that was the start.

And in no time at all, we were arguing about everything. It didn’t take long for us to figure out the mistake. My teacher, believing Ryen was a boy like me, agreed. Thinking I was a girl, with a name like Misha, the other teacher paired me up with her student, Ryen.

In fifth grade, my teacher set us up with pen pals from a different school. I can’t help but smile at the lyrics in her letter. GENRE: New-A dult, Contemporary, Romance.

Punk 57 book review