Punk 57

Name: Punk 57
Brand: LITTLE, BROWN AND COMPANY
SKU: 882402
Price: 12.78 EUR
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PENELOPE DOUGLAS

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Status dobavljivosti: 4-6 delovnih dni

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ISBN

9780349435756

Mladinska knjiga ID

882402

Leto izida

2022

Datum izida

13.10.2022

Velikost (šxdxv)

160 × 243 × 19

Status dobavljivosti

4-6 delovnih dni

Jezik

ANG

Teža

510 g

Založnik

LITTLE, BROWN AND COMPANY

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PENELOPE DOUGLAS

Opis

The globally bestselling romance from TikTok star Penelope Douglas

'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.

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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.