Fix Your Attitude Novels & Stories

Asia looked at Fortune with disbelief in her eyes "but your cousin had a bad attitude towards people. They say the only disability in life is bad attitude, how could she be so lucky as to find a guy who really loves her to this extent?" Fortune giggled "Asia come on. you know she only had a bad attitude to those who would do something wrong to her, even now, she's still the same. she's the type of person who quickly speaks out her dislike towards something or someone without hesitation.... I am happy she's a changed person now and wants to fix her life for her own good". Asia nodded as they entered class. Back at Terry's house, Camilla was up early, freshened up, had her breakfast, and w

I humoured him, placing a cigarette to my lips as I propped myself against the wall on the outside of the stables. “That, it’s all about me attitude” he spoke with his clear pissy mood aimed at me. All about me attitude? what the fuck does that mean? “Whatever you have to say just say it to yourself because I’m out of here” I fired making the decision to leave before he gets the fight that I’m certain he came out here looking for.

"And why would I be mad at you? You're an amazing person." I shook my head in disagreement. "N-No. I'm a horrible person, Khein. I have a bad attitude." I tried to discourage him about me. Because truthfully? There is no good in being with me. I only bring misery with me. I carry no luck. I am such a disgrace in our family. Khein only smiled and shook his head. "Of course, not. I understand what you are coming from and I apologize if what I did has upset you a lot. Tell me, hmm? Tell me what I did that upset you so I can understand you better."

I have this feeling in my guts, that there presence will help mitigate my unexplainable emotions. “I’m not perfect, I make mistakes always, I hurt people. But I want to tell y'all that if my attitude becomes too unbearable for any of you to cope with; you are free to live. I don't want anybody to go through hell, all in the name of being nice to me.” I mumbled; eyes pasted on the creamy tiles. One second passed. Two seconds passed. Three seconds passed, yet no one uttered another word. “Would any of you abandon me when you get tired of my attitude?"

'What's up with the attitude'. ('ATTITUDE? YOU THINK WHAT AM GIVING YOU IS ATTITUDE? DON'T FORGET YOU ASKED ME TO SHUT UP SO THAT'S EXACTLY WHAT AM DOING'). 'But that was yesterday'. ('YESTERDAY..... TODAY......I DON'T CARE, IT DOESN'T MAKE A DIFFERENCE'). I sighed 'Okay am sorry'. ('SORRY WON'T CUT IT THIS TIME AXEL, I CAN'T BELIEVE YOU DISRESPECTED ME IN SUCH VILE MANNER, NO ONE DISRESPECTS ME, NO ONE')

He says with a more serious expression on his face. "I think you should man up and tell her you like her, she might like you to, after all you guys spend most of your time together." "That doesn't mean she likes me. I mean look at me, if I was a girl like her I'll probably go for finer men and I don't want anything to ruin our friendship, not even my unrequited love" "You need to fix your attitude first, ain't nobody loving a man who doesn't love himself" "You're right. I really wish she'd love me back though"

You really fucking know how to break me into pieces. "Can we... can we fix this, Logan?" I uttered weakly. My eyes started to water when he slowly came to face me. And it broke me to see that his eyes were lifeless, cold and emotionless. Like he was done. He was jist done of everything. And it made me think if... if is this still worth it? "What fix? Fix your attitude and your mindset first—"

I said, cutting off his words. I thought what I did—cutting his sentence off—would piss Timothee off. But instead of a scowl or a look of disapproval, Timothée suddenly grins instead, making me confused. What is it now? “That attitude,” he gleefully said. “Don't you ever lose that attitude. Oh, I am taking back all the thoughts I had about you. Yep. You're perfect for this job. You will definitely ace this. We don't even need to change anything about you. God, I can't wait for this.“

“That’s greedy.” “Maybe because I don’t have a toxic, stinking trait?” I reply without looking back. “Try washing off some attitude, it helps.” If only she takes other’s advice. “You’re one… to speak?” Saturn seems to stumble forward. I catch her before she can fall. The girl gives off a sheepish grin, insobriety dancing in her eyes. “You were literally stinking aaallll the… way from where I stood before you had this jacket.” She finds her balance and jabs a lazy finger into my shoulder with each of her next words. “I love my attitude just the way it is. Thank you.” When she makes to leave, she stops and sluggishly turns back. “By the way, why are you out here?”

"You do know it's your attitude that's keeping you single, right?" I shot back, trying to be mean. "Trust me, my attitude has saved me from a lot of Assholes over the years..." she said, struggling to hold back a smug grin. "I’m not changing for anyone," she added, glancing up at me. "Fine, but this isn’t over.” I scowled at her with a smile.