Yours Truly, Little Miss Cliche

Dear friend.
Thanks for taking the time to actually read through all these letters, despite your otherwise busy schedule. We've been talking quite a lot recently, and I find it amazingly fun because a) you don't judge and b) you don't reply. Not to be taken offensively, but, you don't reply because you can't. I made you up. There isn't anything new, except the Homecoming dance, which I will probably go to alone. I'm supposed to go with Abra, but she'll most likely go with Jackson Stonewall.
Abra's been doing great, thanks for asking. She's getting used to America, after being transported from England. She's still getting used to the 'colour' and 'color' difference, and she really thinks that Jackson Stonewall is very cool.
And then there's Cassie Hills. It's still like she's constantly on her period. I'm used to it, i guess. She now constantly bullies me, but I think I've grown immune to her.
Oh, and Riker Warwick. Hasn't changed since the last time I wrote you. Still obnoxious. Still mean. Still egotistical. But like every bad boy, he is always making some form of trouble. I have to admit, though, he is quite smart and rather handsome. I don't think it matters, because I still hate him. Oh, so much.
Yours truly,
Little Miss Cliche