3.5 Star · Contemporary

Punk 57 by Penelope Douglas

Beware of Spoilers!

Star Ratings:

Heroine (Ryen): 18yrs old – 2/5

Hero (Misha): 18yrs old – 4/5

Plot: 3/5

Grovel: h needed to do a heck of a lot of grovelling

Cheating: none

HEA: yes with pregnancy

Triggers: teenage bullying

Average score: 3.5/5

Best Line: H: “You can say whatever you want,” I retort. “Doesn’t make it true.”

Worst Line: h: I just want to get through the day as easily as possible. No matter who I step on to do it.

Personal Review:

This was another classic teenage love story between two people who hate each other. I hated the h and I understood the H.

This had tones of Susan Elizabeth Phillips’ ‘Aint She Sweet’ which was about a teenage prom queen who was very mean to others (I loved that book!). But the difference is she ATONED for her sins and she GREW UP!! Whereas Ryen did none of that.

Random Ramblings

  • I liked the old fashioned letter writing
  • The banter was great
  • I was disappointed to find out the h was one of those girls – the leader of the popular mean girls
  • Does she keep an inhaler up her hoo-haa?????

I quickly reach under my skirt and pull out the inhaler I usually keep hidden there.


  • The more I read, the more I start to hate the h – I don’t care what she is thinking – it’s actions that count and she is truly a mean girl


  • Poor Manny
  • I was cheering him on each and every time he embarrassed the h in school – she deserved it
  • I guessed who his ‘cousin’ was

Overall Feeling:

Penelope Douglas specialises in ‘Hate-Love-Mean’ romances

Ryen needed to stop acting liking a whiney bitch…




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