she. | lando norris

twenty three.

"You look.... ravishing" Lando stood in awe, she wasn't dressed into something so remarkable as he said, but somehow the girl managed to make it look so good!

"No one says ravishing Norris" she laughed, and the sound made his eyes a little brighter, his smile a little wider. "You clean up nice tho, I see you listened about the red" she said to him noticing he indeed was wearing red

"I normally stick to orange, but I had to listen to you" he answered while opening her the car door. Gentlemen, she thought.

"So prepare me for this 'get together' as you call it, will there be a lot of people" the girl looked a little worried, Lando laughed at that.

"Probably but its not like you don't like people" "I do like people, when I know them" he just chuckled, "You will be fine" the Mclaren driver said while placing his hand on top of hers, this time she didn't move it, she didn't make a sarcastic note, his hand gave her comfort.

They arrived only 10 minutes later, the road was empty and Mia might have told Lando once or twice to go faster than the limit, he might be a racing driver, but he is driving like a grandma.

"You ready" he asked and she just nodded, "Than let's go!"....

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Arriving at the event have brought Mia's nerves up. She didn't knew why, there wasn't anything to be nervous about, and yet here she was, fidgeting with her phone case, and that didn't go unnoticed by Lando.

"You nervous?" he asked as both of them walked towards the beautiful house. 'Rich people' was what the girl thought. Yes, she was rich, but no, she wasn't just given the money, she worked for them, hard. There were times when she was homeless, times when stayed at a different expensive hotel every night, times when she had 10€ a day and times when she didn't knew what to do with her money, but after all these moments she still remained the same person. And now, when she is loaded with money she still goes to the grocery story down the road to get a packet of instant noodles. Some habits never change.

"A little" she chuckled, "There is no reason for you to be nervous" Lando reassured her, a small smile on his lips, the tough girl wasn't so tough after all, maybe there was hope...for them...

"I know, I just don't know these people" she said as they were by the door, her nerves growing even more.

"You are going to be fine"he reassured as he placed a comforting hand in her shoulder the door opened, revealing a tipsy looking guy.

"Lando, mate, how's it going" the guy greeted the driver and then looked at Mia, "and who is that pretty chick" he smirked.

Both Lando and Mia looked af him with disgust, Lando - because of jealousy, Mia - because she's had enough being treated like an object.

"The chick has a name, one that you won't know" she said and it seemed like all her nerves went away the moment she smelled the alcohol into the house.

The atmosphere was very familiar to Mia and if for some people might be overwhelming, but for her it was nothing. These people didn't knew whats it like to party with russians.

Lando on the other hand wasn't used to this kind of gatherings. He liked hanging out with his friends, playing games and joking around, this wasn't his cup of tea.

"Oh Lando, long time no see, how are you" a voice said, more like shouted behind them as they both turned around to see where it was coming from.

There was a girl, around 5'5, with long blond, but not natural blond, it was in fact bleached, high heels and a white dress. Her eyes were really pretty - thats what Mia noticed. She was really pretty.