12:34

And I'm stilllll awake. Haha.
I had a better day today... I think. I'm feeling MUCH better than yesterday and practice... Well, nevermind. Practice was ridiculous and I learned that I'm dumb [[according to a few select teachers]], but hey. It's high school.
I can't wait for the musical to be over.
Anyways, I've been writing more, but I don't know where I'm exactly headed. Obviously, I'm writing about a major character in the plot -durr-, but the plot itself isn't totally original, though I love it to shreds: WWIII. {they don't call it World War Three --- It's "The Revolution".}
I don't know. I got the basis off of Red Dawn's beginning.
This is, literally, everything in the word document that I've been writing this in:

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I could start this off by telling you that my name is Melanie James, but I have a feeling that by the time I’m done telling this story, there’s already going to be too many lies to count, so I won’t. Instead, I’ll tell you the basic details about me; the ones that haven’t been marred with some sort of cover-up.
Most people call me Melanie. For everyone else, I go by a name that can’t be spoken or written without government consent, and I don’t think they’d beam with pride if I asked them for permission to state it in something that I’m already writing without their knowledge, and intend, if the war gets any worse, for others to see.
There’s a lot I can’t clearly explain without getting myself in undefined territory. For example, the reasons I’m a straight connection with the government, but live in a unprotected community like any other, why I’m going to a public school that while normal to the naked eye, is actually anything but, or even, if you want to delve down into the minds of the government, which I’m sure, if anyone else reads this, you’ll want to do anways, why they’ve entrusted a seventeen-year-old girl with information that not even parts of congress know.
In fact, I’ve been really contemplating that last secretive fact lately. I guess that when you’re imprisoned in an enemy camp, though, and fearing for your life, no matter what your translator says, you do start to question the things that once were certain.

There’s not five words that could fully embody the characteristics and personality of Melanie James. Sure, there probably was at one time, and I’m pretty certain that there’s many people that could try and come up with some, but I can say without a doubt, that they don’t ring true anymore, except possibly one; traitor.
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The last part is either another try at a prologue (which the first one accidentally turned into - whoops), or the beginning of the first chapter. I don't have a CLUE!
:D
THAT, my dahling, is what spur-of-the-midnight is! Bwahaha!

J/L