It was Christian Horner.
Oh no what do I do?
I am not a fan of calling people, let alone getting a call from the big boss of Red Bull Racing.
Fucking reply bitch!
"Yes" I replied very short and direct.
"We have been following you your whole season and I must say that I am impressed. I want to talk to you about a seat in our team for next season" he said.
No way.
A seat in Formula one in a Red Bull?
DUH.
"That would be amazing" I said flabbergasted.
"Wonderful can you come to the headquarters in England to talk further?" he asked.
"Yes I can be there on Wednesday, if that's alright?" I replied.
"Alright then we see each other on Wednesday?" he said.
"See you then" I replied.
I sat on my sofa and just starred in front of me until I the door went wide open.
"There is my champion, what an amazing race you did out there, even with a freaking engine problem wow just an amazing woman"
Yes that crazy man right next to me is Lando Norris.
The man himself just casually sitting on my sofa like it is his mobile home.
But I don't mind it at all.
I know him since I could walk.
We started at the same circuit, but never raced against each other.
Until hopefully next year.
It is possible, to drive one or two races in one season. As a reserve driver.
"Where are you starring at? That wall isn't as interesting as my lovely face, so look at me mate" he said
"Sorry just shocked?" I said more like a question.
"Why is that?" he asked me with a worried face.
I can't tell him anything because the media would know.
Not that I can't trust hi-
Well I can't trust him.
"Well I just won with a broken car so..." I lied.
"And? You just won your the F2 championship!" he said.
"Yeah, it is just- I don't know man, I don't feel like a champion at the moment, it has not sunk in yet"
He hummed.
"After my race we are going out for dinner, on my money" he said.
"No shut it, I should pay I now have big money" I said.
"Stop it, I will pay and that is final" he said with a deadly stare.
"No last time you also paid" I said.
He gave me a glare.
"Okay fine, but next time it will be me" I said putting my hands up.
"We will see, maybe there won't be a next time"
"Fuck off"
"I love you too"
"I am going to shower the champagne off me" I smirked.
"Oh yeah, be like that" he said.
The shower was very refreshing, my body cooled down immediately and I ut on my favorite clothing pieces.
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Fanfiction"Hello, my name is Emma Roberts. I am nineteen years old, and I live in England near London. I am feeling refreshed, and I am ready for a new season. I will be driving for Red Bull Racing with Max Verstappen as my team mate. This is my hectic F1 lif...
