It happened like clockwork. Year in, year out since she had been friends with Charles, it just happened that it was more evident with Charlotte around too.
When the season started again, Charles absence meant Charlotte and Juniper saw each other more often -- the only time when the two weren't with each other was when Charlotte went out to see Charles race.
It wasn't like Juniper didn't get invited, but Lewis' party had highlighted further how much she disliked the crowd associated with them. Aside from a few, they weren't the kind of people she'd choose to spend her time with.
They luckily hadn't had a session where the guest bedroom was necessary, she hadn't been intervened further. Though the lack of Charles might've been the reason for this because despite his lack of knowledge, he was still another source of power that Juniper couldn't overly compete with.
He and Charlotte together, not in their relationship but as a duo, were practically unstoppable in this aspect.
"Pass me the Coke?" Charlotte asked Juniper as she noted the girl was stood near the fridge.
"Isn't it a little early for that? Not that I'm one to judge." Juniper returned as she grabbed the bottle out of the fridge and passed it to Charlotte.
Her jokes seemed to run flat now, not that they were delivered to the wrong audience at the wrong time but their contents were more basic than Juniper had ever claimed to be.
"Hilarious." Charlotte deadpanned, as she add the Cola to the batter.
"What are you even making?"
"Cupcakes, chop these for me." She said as she handed her the punnet of cherries.
"Since when do you bake? Especially stuff like Coke and cherry cupcakes?"
"I'm making them for Mick's birthday, remember, you said making cupcakes or something would be a good idea. Charles agreed and asked Mick his favourite kind."
"Right."
"Do you want to come with us? You know he's celebrating a couple days before his birthday anyway, on the Thursday."
"Who celebrates their birthday on a Thursday?" Juniper asked incredulously, though it was hypocritical to ask at all. From a girl who most of the time wasn't paying enough attention to realise her birthday was coming up, so never celebrated, she couldn't really comment.
She remembered the one year she had done something, the very party Charles had commented on in her first week back at Monaco, it ended with something everyone deemed stupid.
People showed up in flurries, and she was lucky enough that most of Charles' fellow drivers couldn't have found a way in if they wanted to -- a party of their own being held for the promotion of a driver.
She'd extended the invitation to the only other driver she knew, Pierre. Their interactions were minimal but he'd always been good friends with Charles so he showed up whether he was wanted there by her or not. Besides, the promotion party in itself had been tone deaf enough to her beliefs, Pierre having been invited when the driver only got promoted because Pierre was demoted.
This is how they were, reeling in how others views of them dictated how they were seen by seemingly everyone else. It happened with Pierre and the team that demoted him, some of the community rendering him invalid and it happened with Juniper and the University she dropped out of, her own family and extensions of such thinking less of her as a result.
Were had always been the key word with Pierre and Juniper. They were more appreciated now, they'd found their rhythm in places that mattered, and that in itself held the most importance.
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CAPACITY FOR WONDER. | alex albon
Fanfiction"every time you try to fill the other with wonder, you give a piece of yourself to them, with how you attempt to do so." (IN WHICH!) june maddox decides to teach alex albon there is more wonder in life than ju...
