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Liana stared at me, dumbfounded for a few seconds, and then imprudently enough, nodded her little head in understanding. "So don't fret over trifling stuff like that, and just aim to remember all my teachings sincerely, okay?" I said in the demeanour of a learnt adult. "I shall heed well to your every lesson, My Liege." She bobbed her head in quite enthusiasm, and I was pretty satisfied with her current attitude towards my teachings. "Alright, to commemorate your successful learning so far, I will teach you another enlightening quote by a very famous personality, repeat after me, 'Opportunities knock on your door only once. But temptation.... that b*tch leans on the damn doorbell.'"

"It doesn't necessarily make you a bad person, Sophia, but it does make your attitude bad. Because some people use that word out of anger, when their emotions are unstable, while others just use it as an expression." Boy, if I was any normal kid steam would seep out my ears right about now. This is a high school level lecture, psychology-wise, she thought to herself. "So, Uncle Edward," she said. "I often hear Aunt Gray use that word even if there was no dog around. Does that make her a good or bad person?" "Gray is a good person." He paused. "With a bad attitude." He softly chuckled. "She is definitely not a bad person, although it is not obvious why."

Which is true but at least he should patiently waited for me to thank him in the best way I can which I'm also planning to do. But his cold attitude just convinced me not. “Which the fact is that I didn’t ask for you to help me either.” I sarcastically responded. Gosh! Why did I say that? I’m not supposed to be an ungrateful person. It’s not my attitude. “But your situation did. You’re like warrior who doesn’t know how to use a sword.” He stated leaving me speechless and then he marches to the door.

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.

I pressed my lips against her ears, satisfied with the tremble I felt raked through her. **** "Unclench your fists. You're uptight." I roll my eyes at her endless comments about my attitude. Why did I suggest the mall? It's huge and full of people. Anyone could recognize me here. "There are too many people here for anyone to care about you. Fuck your main character syndrome." "What did you say?" "God, you're so up in your own ass. You think everyone will care about you the minute you step in. No one could literally give a shit!"

It's fresh on this side. "Yes. She's beautiful." Cohen added. I waited for Wyatt to say something, making sure it contradicted what Cohen said I was beautiful, and when that happened I would hit him. I saw the small grin on Wyatt's lips and he nodded softly. "You can say that," he said, which surprised me. I don’t know if I’ll be happy or embarrassed because I’m also beautiful in his eyes. Did I really say, eh, I typed this one. "But attitude matters." He added that erased my smile. This brute!

Happiness is an attitude of mind, born of the simple determination to be happy under all outward circumstances." - J. Donald Walters Opening his eyes, Vicky gazed out the window at a bright blue sky above thousands of waves, creating a motion picture of sounds and surf. Flying seagulls with their piercing squawks over the mighty ocean were enhancing the vast view, making it more poignant and vivid. "What could I do?"

She stepped away from her and grinned. The woman turned around and didn't seem to have any intention of helping her, even if men were passing by. "It looks like your beauty is useless to them." The woman's face was very angry as she looked at her. "Just a reminder, girl, if you've been educated. Whether or not you're blessed with a beautiful face, a person's attitude is also necessary. Not all people are just based on beauty to help you. You've seen the result—they don't want to help you because of your attitude. Don't brag about your white skin, your beautiful face, your straight hair, or your sharp nose if your attitude is bad."

Attus advised, giving me a gentle smile. "I know, Attus. Thank you for always being there for me." I said, feeling grateful for his constant support. "You don't have to thank me, C. I'm always here for you, no matter what." Attus replied, giving me a warm hug. With Attus's words of wisdom ringing in my head, I knew that I needed to take some time to think about what I really wanted. I couldn't let my anger and hurt dictate my decisions. It was time for me to make a choice that would ultimately determine my future.

God, this girl has an attitude driving me insane. "You better get a grip on that loose mouth of yours and your whole attitude, or you won't be here for long," I warn her. "Well, you better fire me now then, as I don't intend to change any of it. This is what has brought me right where I am. You better judge me on my work. Otherwise, it's your loss. Don't think I'm intimidated by you, just because you are fucking rich and my boss. I'm not like the others you know, who will bow infront of you. You want my respect you need to earn it."