Seeing Red

When in Var

The days flew by quick once I was in Var, the trip to the place itself had left me speechless. I was unaware  of the fact the little district had its own airport! Quite close to the track that too, he picked me up, dropped me off at the hotel and went back to the circuit.

I spent my days exploring the place on my own, eating at little eateries and taking pictures. It was finally the start of the race weekend, I was excited about the race but nervous because I was going to be meeting his trusted people.

People who have worked with him from way before, I was afraid they're going to figure out this little arrangement. Charles was confident that they wouldn't know, he was nervous about being photographed.

"What if we don't look couple-y enough?" He asked pulling into the parking lot.

"I'm going to be walking next to you, that should be enough." I shrugged.

"Oh and um can we fake laugh of something when you spot photographers?"

"Why fake? I'm capable of making you actually laugh." I stepped out of the car.

"Yeah right." He rolled putting on his shades, that's when I noticed his wrist.

"You're still wearing the Bandana." I smiled.

He nodded, we walked to the gates and he was already hounded by photographers. I noticed three people who looked familiar, I had always seen them around Charles. I asked him who they were, he explained that they were Andrea, his trainer, Jock, his engineer and Nicolas his manager and biggest supporter.

"So, um I'll stand here. You go talk to them."

"No, you're going to walk with us to the hospitality unit."

"I'm nervous, oh look Kym's standing there!" I moved my head to his direction.

"Deploy the fake laughs!" He laughed.

"We look like idiots!" I added,

The three men looked at us in confusion as we walked towards them, he introduced me to them and went into deep conversation with his engineer and Nicolas. Andrea was sweet, he had a smile on his face and offered to walk me to the balconies above the pit-lane. I thanked him and said that I could go myself, he could continue his work with Charles.

I walked into the balcony and was greeted by some of the ambassadors, I was offered a glass of champagne the minute they noticed the Ferrari pass around my neck. A woman,walked towards me with a big grin.

"Good morning ma'am, I'm Natalie, if you need anything just yell my name and I'll be here, you can call me Nat." she smiled.

"Good morning Natalie, you can call me Tara! Thanks so much."

"The race doesn't start until like in an hour, it's quite sunny today. Come sit inside!" She expressed her concern.

"I might have to run down to the pits, so I better stay here."

"You do you!" She smiled.

I saw Charles below, waving at me. I sprinted down, some of the wives and girlfriends were still there talking to their partners.

"Good luck for the race!" I approached him uncertain if I should hug him.

"Thanks!" He pulled me in for a hug. "Can I ask you to do something?"

"Sure?"

"Can you stay in the balcony? And like wave and stuff? It'll be convincing ."

"I'll do it." I smiled.

I ran back to the place and was greeted by Nat, she was surrounded by guests. All with big smiles and praising her, what can I say? She was a warm person, she made me feel welcome despite never knowing her.