You 're moments late to literally everything . You watch busses pull away as you run behind them , girls get asked out as you walk up to them , and you have never caught a green light . One day though , you arrive on time . [ WP ]

All Carol wanted to do was to be normal. 
 
 Live a normal life, have normal friends, but more importantly; she wanted to arrive normally. 
 
 Nothing was quite like arriving on time, well she did n't actually know of course, but she imagined it was bliss. 
 
 She walked through the crowded city sidewalk to get to her bus; leaving a few minutes earlier just incase this time was different. Although, when she arrived at the block before the bus stop, she saw the bus leaving just like every morning. 
 
 `` Of course.'' She thought. 
 
 An hour passed; people came and went behind her like every other day. 
 
 `` Why is it I'm the one late...'' She began to wonder before the bus came screeching to a halt in front of her stop. 
 
 After an uneventful 11 minute bus ride, she climbed off the stairs to the company block. Three whole city blocks for one company. 
 
 She took her time getting to the entrance, she knew she would be late for that too. But when she arrived; the doorman held the marbled double swing door. 
 
 `` That's new, why do n't you usually keep it open?'' Carol asked while peering at his name tag -- Pierre. 
 
 `` I'm usually late to get to you Ms. Carol but I was reminded by an old woman in the lobby - I think she was the boss's mother - to come get the door.'' Pierre hurriedly responded. 
 
 `` Well... Thank you, Pierre.'' 
 
 `` No problem, have a nice day.'' Pierre said with a click and a shift of his uniform; he was gone. 
 
 Carol continued her path, expecting to miss the elevator to Maggie like always. But this time her elevator was caught by an old woman moving so slowly that even Maggie, the awful woman she was, kept the mirror-like door ajar. 
 
 The elevator ride was different; to her at least. Different people, none of course that she would actually talk to anyway. 
 
 *first floor* 
 
 `` See ya Maggie...'' Carol thought. 
 
 *second* 
 
 *third* 
 
 `` Later random dudes.'' 
 
 *fourth* 
 
 *fifth* 
 
 `` Smell ya later alligator.'' She thought to the janitor leaving. 
 
 `` Just me and this old lady.'' She nearly blurted out as the door closed. 
 
 *sixth... * 
 
 *tenth floor* 
 
 The elevator squeaked open. Carol began to foot forward as the polished elevator door was abruptly shut by the old lady with cougar reflexes. 
 
 `` Hey that was my-'' 
 
 `` Do n't talk, I'm with corporate, just follow me when I get off.'' The old woman said with a young-toned voice. 
 
 Carol did as she was told and remained on for 10 floors again. 
 
 She and the old woman reached the bottom, the two got off while a crowd of suits entered the elevator. 
 
 `` Hey are you gon na tell me what's going on here?'' Carol said loudly while stopping just outside the company door. 
 
 `` Keep your voice down.'' The woman responded. 
 
 A blisteringly-loud noise, like the sound heard during airplane take-off; but all at once. A second, third. 
 
 Carol looked up at the corporate building and saw the flames and plumes of smoke come bellowing out like a reversed waterfall. 
 
 She screamed at the old lady, `` Who even are you?!'' 
 
 `` You have n't figured it out yet?'' She screamed back. 
 
 `` I'm you, and I just saved our life.''
