PUNK57

'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.Punk 57 is a stand alone romance. It is suitable for ages 18+