Standalone contemporary/New Adult
“We were perfect together. Until we met.”
Misha
I canโt 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 didnโt 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 everโฆ
And that was the start. For the next seven years, it was us.
Her letters are always on black paper with silver writing. Sometimes thereโs one a week or three in a day, but I need them. Sheโs the only one who keeps me on track, talks me down, and accepts everything I am.ย
We only had three rules. No social media, no phone numbers, no pictures. We had a good thing going. Why ruin it?ย
Until I run across a photo of a girl online. Nameโs Ryen, loves Galloโs pizza, and worships her iPhone. What are the chances?
F*ck it. I need to meet her.
I just donโt expect to hate what I find.
Ryen
He hasnโt written in three months. Somethingโs wrong. Did he die? Get arrested? Knowing Misha, neither would be a stretch.
Without him around, Iโm going crazy. I need to know someone is listening. Itโs my own fault. I should’ve gotten his number or picture or something.ย
He could be gone forever.
Or right under my nose, and I wouldnโt even know it.ย
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Review by Bubbles The Book Pimp