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Three weeks! Three weeks until the next race! But in those three weeks, it will consist of Jas going to football training at Man City and Chelsea, as well as heading to the factory to have some sim training on the Imola track along with PT sessions with Jon and Lando. Another thing is that Jas finds out if she is playing in the UEFA Champions League Final in Porto. Jas couldn't play in any of the other matches leading up to the final due to racing. She's not sure which team she's playing for yet. 

Sat at the island in the kitchen at her shared home with Lando and their friend Max Fewtrell, staring at her emails and her phone, waiting for the call. Jas, rests her head on the island to doze off to sleep, she is brutally awoken by the screaming of the two boys she lives with. They are either screaming about one of them cheating on a video game or one them has stolen some of their snacks. Just as Jas is about to doze off again, she realises the shouting is getting louder, due to the fact they are walking into the kitchen . Taking a deep breathe and rubbing her eyes, she then turns to the two lads and gives them a death stare as they continue to yell. 

"Max you were the one cheating at Fifa! You done so many foul moves" Lando yells 

"Come on mate! You kept tackling my players! Thats worse than what I might have done" Max yelled back at the male McLaren driver.

They continued to yell for around the next 10 minutes by then Jas had enough of the shouting and yelling, so she was going to get them to shut up. Northern style! She turned to the two lad and took a deep breath. 

"SHUT YA GOBS AND WIND YA NECKS IN" I yelled, which caught the attention of the two lads who were looking at her. 

"Be quiet and calm down! I can't be dealing with you two shouting. I'm waiting for an important phone call. I'm going to settle your argument for both of you right now" I said in a calm manner. 

"Jas, you gonna agree with me that Lando here is a a big cheater" Fewtrell said 

"No she going to agree with me because shes known me longer and she probably knows that your the biggest cheater in the universe" Lando says

Both lads are now looking at the female F1 drivers, waiting for her answer

"I'm not agreeing with either of you because if I agree with one of youse its gonna cause a massive argument and it wont end well. I'm gonna say this now. Your both cheaters, especially when it comes to FIFA, I've seen it with my own eyes. You did it in front of a footballer" I said as my phone started to ring and I look down at the caller ID and see that its Tuchel.

"Excuse me lads, gotta take this" I said as I walked out the room, with the boys looking at me from what i literally just said to them, as I answer the phone.

Jas: Hello Thomas, how are you?

Tuchel: Hello Jas, I'm doing well. How about yourself?

Jas: Yeah I'm good. Got three week before the next race, but I'll be down at Cobham in the next few days to do some training before I head up to Manchester.

Tuchel: That's great.The reason I'm calling is to ask you if you can play for Chelsea, if we get through to the UEFA Champions League final?

I take a very big deep breathe before speaking 

Jas: Of course I'll play for Chelsea in the final. 

Tuchel: That's amazing! I'll email all the details over to you and one question?

Jas: What is it?

Tuchel: What name and number do you want on your kit?

Jas: For the name I want Foden and the number I want 74

Tuchel: Thanks. If I have anymore questions, I'll most likely contact you my email.

Jas: Now I'm excited to play now 

Tuchel: Good . I'll see you in a tomorrow down at Cobham

Jas: See you tomorrow. Bye 

Tuchel: Bye

I finished the call and hang up and let out a scream of excitement, casing the boys to run into the living room, to then be given a very strange look by them. 

"You scream are you alright" Lando asked 

"Are you hurt at all" Max asked questionably 

"I'm fine, I'm actually just really excited" I said cheerily 

"Why are you excited?" Max asked 

"If Chelsea get to the UEFA Champions League final, I'm going to be playing" I replied with the biggest smile on my face

Both boy immediately put big smiles on their faces and practically ran at me and gave me a massive hug and telling me that they are both really proud of me. After talking to the boys for a little longer, I tell them that I need to go and check my emails and reply to some of them. 

I walk back into the kitchen and sit at the island, and checking my emials on my MacBook and as I'm scrolling through I get on from Man City, so I click on it and it reads as follows. 

Dear Miss Jasmine Foden, 

Thank you for being apart of our team, as we greatly appreciate it. As we know, you are a Formula One Driver as well as a Footballer, we have been look at whether you should be playing in the UEFA Champions League Final with the team, if we reach the final. 

From your performance with the team, if has been decided that in the best interest of the club that you will not be playing for Manchester City in the final. It was not an easy decision to be made but it unfortunately it had to be done. 

We are deeply sorry that you wont be playing with us in that match but we want to wish you the best of luck with the rest of your Formula One and Football career and that we hope to see yo very soon at the training ground. 

Your Sincerly, 

Holly Willis, 

HR Manager at Manchester City

After reading that email, it literllay broke my heart. The team I've grown up and supported for pretty much my entire life, didn't want me to play in the UEFA Champions League Final with them. It hurts. It truly hurts. I'm pretty sure that Phill will be playing but I know I'm playing for Chelsea and I am going to kick Man City's arse when I'm on that pitch, if they are in the final. 

Spending the next couple of hours just answering email and having a couple of phone calls with people from McLaren and Chelsea, was pretty much it for the day. After that it was time to just relax but that's impossible when you live with boys who are constantly complaining that one or the other is cheating at a game or they scream when they are stream. There is no peace for the wicked around this house.

But tomorrows a new day and it's off ot Cobham for football training for the first time in a few weeks.