Fate's Humor

Chapter 1

Your mother gives birth, and what she finds isn't quite what she wanted. Later, you go to your job and accidentally meet a troublesome person.
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"Here's the baby, Mrs." The nurse said as she gently laid you in your mothers arms. Your father was standing to her left, staring at the creation that was just born. They then looked at the nurse, who was waiting for the question.

"So, what gender is my baby?" Mrs. Anderson inquired. The nurse, who really didn't want to answer, cleared her throat. She knew what the parents wanted, but it didn't turn out quite as they expected.

"Ehem, she's a girl." The nurse warily looked at the parents, who in turn were frowning at the baby. There was a lengthy silence, as the Andersons stared at their disappointment. "Y-you know it's not such a bad thing to have a girl. There's so much that they can do that boys can't. Like g-"

"Tch" your mother interrupted. "You don't understand." She glared darkly at the woman who was trying to stand up for you.

The nurse left, because she didn't want to deal with the scary-looking patients anymore. Your parents left you in the crib. As soon as you were released from the hospital, you were in daycare.

The moments that you were with your parents, they put you in a boy's onesie, and sat you in a high chair while you watched pro wrestling.
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And that's exactly why it was their fault you were walking to your after school job dressed as a boy. It's all their fault I act like this. They've always treated me like a boy. You scolded them in your mind. Not only are you dressed as a boy, but your part time job is manly. You hated it.

Yard work

You are in a lawn care taking business, who practically begged you to apply. They really wanted new young hands helping out with the tough job. Being your good natured self, you couldn't refuse. You sigh out loud. Darn, you did not want this lifestyle.

To be perfectly honest, you wanted to be like a girl. But, you were never taught how to, so you had to stick to your ways.

"Ah! (Yb/n)! Nice to see you. We needed a little help right about now." Your boss wiped sweat from his forehead. It was the hottest part of the day, so of course they needed help. You smiled at him, and slipped on your gloves. You already had your work outfit on. It was a drab outfit. Faded blue loose top, and brown pants. "(Yg/n), can you start with that weed over there?" Boss pointed to the tree-like weed, where three men tried to pry it from the ground. It was obvious they were struggling hard.

"Yeah, sure." You cracked your knuckles as you walked over. The three men stepped back from the weed, letting you do your thing. Easily, you pulled it up with one hand.

"Woaah!" All the workers gaped at you. They cheered you and pat your back, but in reality, what you did was really nothing. Childs play for you. Nothing to be cheered over. But you took the praise and blushed at their kind words.

For the rest of the work hours you were on your hands and knees pulling the smaller weeds, and helping plant flowers. It wasn't hard, but because it was a hot day, you were sweating like a pig. Not soon enough, the sun began to go down, and it was time to leave.

"Well! See you guys Thursday!" You shouted from down the street. You walked down the sidewalk, wiping sweat from your forehead. You got weird looks from people. After all, you were dirty and sweating in ugly clothes.

When you walked by a persons yard, a small dog came up and started wagging it's tail.

"Awwe. How cute!" You bent down to pet the dog. It yipped it return, showing that it was happy. While you were bent down petting the puppy, a girl tripped over your foot.

"I-I'm so sorry!" You tried helping her up.

"Don't touch me, you filthy lowlife!" You stepped back in astonishment. That dang brat called you a lowlife. Even after trying to help her! You could never stand for those rude, despicable people. They only judge a book by a cover.

"You-you brat! I said sorry!" You yelled at the blonde's face. She looked back at you with the same surprise you had a moment ago. You could swear you saw hearts in her eyes.

Quickly, she got up and brushed off invisible dirt. "Look, I'm sorry for yelling at you. Please forgive me!" She gave you a puppy dog face, trying to be cute. Ha, like you would fall for a cute face. You were a girl! Only guys would fall for that trick.

"Whatever." You said in a bored tone, and walked away.

"Wh-whaa?!" The blonde whispered to herself. "He didn't fall for me?" She got a sudden urge to be ambitious. "Hey! Wait on me! Can I walk with you?" The girl ran to catch up to you.

"I would prefer not." You stared straight ahead with a bored expression. Suddenly, taking you by surprise, the girl pressed herself up to you.

"Why? I would be happy to walk with you though." She got closer, her face getting closer to yours.

"What are you doing?! Are you trying to seduce me?! It's not working!" You panicked. Something like this has never happened. The girl sighed and stepped away from you.

"I thought so. I'll find you again, one day." She started strolling off, and turned around before saying,"you really are handsome, you know." And gave a small, sad smile and started walking again.