When Fate Messed Up

Cinderella, Almost everyone knows her name. She was a kind and sweet girl who caught Prince Charming’s attention and became his Queen and they lived happily ever after. But wait! Why am I telling you about Cinderella when she isn’t even a character in this book? Just forget it...

Our Story takes place in a time when the world is divided into many kingdoms, and kingdoms into four major classes. The first and the highest rank is Royalty that includes the King, Queen, Prince, Princesses, the Dukes, and the duchess.

The second is the privileged class or the Gentry. The people who are just next to the royalty, and own major businesses with tons of money. The third ones are the Middle class or the Yeoman, The people who own a little land or a fair amount of property. And then comes the fourth class, the lower class, or the commoners.

There is a constant fight between all the last two classes as they want to crawl up the ladder of this class system and often fall badly.

Annabella, a bright girl with round wonder-filled eyes, belonged to a commoner’s family, but she had a dream. She wanted to become a well-known designer and earn herself a name even though she was just a commoner.

The door of her crooked red house swung open. She hopped out while gripping around her bag tightly. Her short brown hair flew around in the air. The sky was clear today, making her smile ear to ear.

“Mr. Sun!! Shine brightly on me today!!” She hopped cheerfully and waved her hand towards the sun.

“Bells! What are you doing here? Aren’t you late for work?” Someone spoke to her. She looked around and saw a car stopped beside the road, it was her neighbor who was a taxi driver.

“I am, WHy?” She asked.

“Because you missed the last bus!” He replied.

“What? No way!” She looked down at her wristwatch with a frown. “Shoot! I am late!!” She bit her lip.

“Hop on! I will take you.” The old man started the engine as he spoke.

“Thank you, Uncle Steve!” Said Bells and hurriedly entered the car.

The morning was especially busy at CinderWood. It was one of the largest cities of the Kingdom, it was also a business center and generated a ton of income per year. One could say it was the backbone...no it was one of the vertebrae of the Kingdom. Bells worked as a minor designer at a leading company named “Bronze”. Though the branch she worked at was smaller as compared to the other branches in the bigger cities, it still had huge importance because this was the place where the business was established.

Bells looked around at the towering skyscrapers with determination. She knew many commoners who had made their way up the social ladder and had changed their lifestyles.

While her head was filled with the thoughts of her bright future she suddenly noticed the car slow down. She looked to the other side and noticed a roadblock. She started sweating, it was already late. She lowered her head and peeked through the windscreen. Amongst the tall buildings, there was one that stood out the most. It was her office. She could see it from the other side of the road from a traffic blockage.

“Uncle! I think I should run…or I am going to be very late.” She grabbed her bag and ran out of the car. With all her might she ran on the pavement. The sun that she was praising a while ago suddenly started to melt her with its heat.

Her chest started hurting because she was exerting too much force on her lungs while running. The building started to come closer. The road was completely jammed for as far as her eyes allowed her to see.

Finally, she pushed the glass door open and stepped into the building. She tried to normalize her breath. She then hurriedly made her way to the elevator that was packed, Bells pressed the button and waited for the doors to close. In a few minutes she was in the office but the manager who treated her like an eyesore was waiting for her at the door with a wicked smile.

“Annabella! You are late!” The manager had rolled a bunch of reports into a cylinder and bashed her head with it. “You know what that means?...” He grinned.

“I promise this won’t happen again.” She begged him.