Novel & Cerita Fix Your Attitude

he deadpans. I never said I wanted a break, but I’ll take it anyway. “Thank you, friend,” I say, taking a long sip of my slushie. “Fine, I’ll ask since you clearly want me to. What’s with the attitude? What did I tell you about your attitudes?” he asks, shifting to face me. “We don’t do that anymore, remember?” I retort. “Well, even as friends, you shouldn’t give me attitude when you can clearly just tell me what’s wrong, baby—”

“What, other than my friends’ eloquence, changed your mind? You seemed quite certain last week that you couldn’t work with a misogynistic, arrogant jerk.’ Tilting her chin up, she replied, ‘I’m strong. I can work with anyone, regardless of his attitude. It’s my attitude I have to concern myself with, not yours.’ She had the pleasure of seeing a faint tinge of color darken his high cheekbones. ‘In other words,’ he said, ‘the problem is mine.’ ‘Mr Foreman, I hope we don’t have to have a problem. If I did or said something last week to give you a poor first impression, then I hope for a chance to change that.’ What she could have done or said, she had no idea. He’d taken one look at her and mad

“Who am I to give you an explanation? Who are you?” The crowd froze, this attitude is too bad, right?! The crowd froze, this attitude is too bad, right? Caitlin gritted her teeth in anger and when she saw the disapproving gaze of the crowd, she was suddenly scheming. She changed her aggressive attitude and said in a condescending manner, "Sis, have I treated you badly? I even let you have my room after you came back ..." The students couldn't help but whisper after hearing those words. "Bella, don’t you think you’re being a bit too much?"

Because when I watched them serve other customers, their annoying attitude didn't appear. Yes, every time there are advantages, there must be disadvantages. That's why I'm also at peace with the shortcomings of those who often harass me with disgusting words and glances. All for the sake of getting the product I want. And this is the sad part because I didn't find any other repair shop that was as good quality as them. “Who doesn't know that you are a beautiful, charming, intelligent, and lovable woman, even with the disguised make-up you use? But there are limits to what they can and cannot say! They are all dogs!”

" Do the others hate me too? I'm bad, right? I hate myself, I shouldn't have lied... I'm stupid... She of course will get scared, what if something happened to me... No one knows." " Shh shh... I know you won't lie again or do something as reckless as this... No one hates you, princess... No one can... It's good that you understand what you did was wrong and realize it but," I held her chin with my finger and made her look at me, " Don't call yourself stupid or anything negative... Don't put yourself down... all are upset because they care and love you too much to even bear a scratch on you... It's the age of screwing up and learning from it... To grow from it... Mistakes are a part of life.

"You still don't get it, do you? You just think that an apology would fix all the damage and make everything suddenly okay like you used magic?" "That's what it's supposed to do. I apologize and sincerely show you that I am sorry and then everyone is fine with it," I blinked in surprise. I just realized at this moment that Cherry was nothing but a little girl and she didn't comprehend things the way others did. She was almost the same age as Hazel but I believed that Hazel was far wiser and more exposed than Cherry who had been spoiled by our parents. "That's not how things work, Cherry," I said. "You need to grow up and understand that just an apology won't change things. You have to show H

“Just do it, Tatia. I don’t care about the source. I don’t care about being careful. I just want this fixed.” Tatia raised an eyebrow, clearly unfazed by my outburst. “Very well,” she said, her voice steady. “But you need to understand, Damien. This will not be easy. If I’m going to undo this, I need to be cautious.” I was done with caution. “Fix it,” I repeated, my voice colder this time. “Just fix it.” She nodded slowly, standing up from her desk. "I will. But remember, what I do next will change everything.

How could one human being be so full of themselves? "Mr. LaCroix, you have a problem, and the solution to the problem isn't throwing money around." "What's the problem then, Doctor?" He asked, his eyes trained on her face as she answered. "Your problem is your attitude." She said and without any more word, she turned around and grabbed her medical bag, and made for the exit. Even after she had left, Zacharie remained seated in his spot, eyes glued on where she had stood as her words replayed in his head and after a few minutes. He chuckled.

"Because I believe you are a good person. You may be moody or angry at times due to the many problems you face, but I know in my heart that you are a good person." Because of what he said, my mouth opened wide. Is he the same Zeux I first met? Why is he this way? He miraculously transformed into a good person. I mean, he wasn't always like this. I noticed him changing. And I ask for information of my co-workers about Zeux's attitude. They always accuse him of being arrogant, moody, and having a bad attitude. But he is no longer the same now. And I'm relieved because he's now like this. He is now a good person.

"Okay, I believe you. You have no idea how awful I felt when I thought that I don't have a single friend in this school because of my bad attitude." "You have me." I patted her on the back. "Now, let's see how to fix this mess."