Hi, my name is Charlie Felicia Jones. I'm a gender fluid (I'm female writing this) and pan sexual representation of Washington D.C., the Capitol of America. This book is here to act as kind of a diary and to harbor my feelings.
So, I guess I should start. I feel as though people see me as an uptight person, just from a first glance. Really, I'm not. I just try to keep my country safe, and Amelia sure doesn't help when she blabs to the Commie about our new stealth bomber plans.
God, don't even get me started on the Commie. Ivan Braginski, singlehandedly one of my favorite people. I know, shocker. I love the guy, I really do, but I put my country first. I have a feeling that any type of relationship with him, whether romantically or not, will be used against me. I have a feeling that he would throw me in a locked room and not let me out until I sold America to him.... But I still can't deny that I have a slight crush on him.
Ugh, I have to go. Amelia wants me to cuddle with her because she's "scared of thunder." I swear, most people give us looks as though we're a married couple....
