Nola is the younger sister of Monégasque formula one driver Charles.
Being close to her older brother means she now travels the world with him as he races in a Ferrari car, delve into the rollercoaster of events, emotions and trials of Nola.
Race day, Charles had qualified on poll and Nola was the most excited she had ever been. What a great start to the season, he was so excited he couldn't sleep last night. It never got old to see him succeed in life. Nola walked into the paddock with Charles, scanning their passes as they walked through the gates and down towards the Ferrari trailer. There were cameras and journalists every where, all snapping pictures and filming. This was madness but this was the first race of the season. Charles had warned Nola that it would be like this and she hadn't realised how bad. Surprisingly she was quite calm with Charles by her side, she focused on walking with Charles, she was here for him and that's what mattered.
"You can come onto the grid today before we start" Charles told Nola while they made their way. Nola's eyes widened as she looked up at her brother. "I can? Really? What?" She practically squeeled. She was so excited, she hadn't ever been on the grid before and she could imagine it was a pit of excitement and nerves, Charles laughed at his sister while she couldn't contain her happiness, he put his arm round Nola and pushed her gently in front of him into the Ferrari trailer as a camera came up towards him. He graciously smiled at them and followed his sister in making sure she was safe, he was used to this and what his job entailed with being seen and followed, his sister didn't sign up for it so he wanted to make sure she was okay. "You can indeed, you just need this" Charles continued the conversation with Nola inside and handed her a pass, "keep hold of it and you can come onto the grid with the team throughout the season, but don't get in anyones way" he said, Nola nodded and put the pass with her other one, the one that granted her access to the paddock itself, both passes around her neck. Charles went off to get ready into his racing stuff while Nola sat in the cafeteria bit sipping on coffee.
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view all 187 comments freyadubois bonne chance Charles❤️ User72 who is she??? Where has she appeared from?? F1Fam she keeps following Charles around? Is she important or just a wannabe?
Nola opened up her Instagram and was absolutely baffled. Her followers were tallying up. Big time. She had a decent following anyway but she was alright with that, her name being Nola Leclerc some people made connections and she posted a fair bit anyway but she was in the high thousands now. She went onto the discovery page and saw pictures of herself with Charles at the track, dinner, shopping, so many questions on who she was, there was pictures of herself and Freya at the track with Pierre as well, when Nola bumped into him. The cameras didn't miss a thing, whether it was journalists or fans wandering around. Then there was the negativity and quite rude comments on her posts. She shrugged it off, this was gonna be great. She didn't expect people to be like that, so she was confused.
Charles tapped Nola on the shoulder when he was ready to go, he was dressed in his race things, with his actual suit still unzipped and draped around his waist, Carlos was also behind Charles waiting for Nola. "Ready?" Nola asked, sipping the last of her drink, he nodded. You could see the happiness in his face, Nola knew her brother well just from facial expressions or body language, he was pumped and ready. Nola got up and walked with him and Carlos to the pit lane. Nola decided to tell him after the race about the Instagram thing. She wasn't going to worry him now, not right before a race. The two drivers and Nola went through the back of the garage and the red cars were parked in there, all the mechanics around them. Nola went and sat with Charles' media manager, her name was Louisa and she was so lovely, she was Charles' right hand lady for everything, she was very nice to Nola and had looked out for her already so she knew she would be fine. Charles went and talked with his team before the race start.
Once the cars where on the grid, Nola walked with Louisa to find Charles. He was standing with Lando, Alex and George at the side where the pit wall is. Nola walked over and said hello to everyone and chatted with them. Charles seemed calm and relaxed. He walked back to his car with his sister ready to get in. "You got this. I promise. I have faith" Nola said to him as he got his things ready for the race. He gave her a hug and put on his helmet. "Love you Nola" he said to her as he climbed into the car "Be safe" She said. She always told him to be safe, it was like a thing she did, it comforted her and Charles knew to expect it so he smiled at his sister. Nola put her fist up and he did the same and spudded her before Louisa told Nola it was time to go. The girls got back to the garage and watched the screens ready for the drivers to start their warm up lap.
That was the most intense race. Charles and Max battled it out constantly swapping the lead. Everytime Charles was overtaken or overtook Max, Nola was pacing, it made her so nervous to watch as she knew what could go wrong. So much could happen in this sport, they had both seen it with their godfather, Jules, and with a friend, Anthoine. But she knew how much this sport ran in his blood, ran in all of them.
"Safety car, yellow flag" Nola heard, it snapped her out of her thoughts, she looked up at the screen again and saw Pierre's car on fire, she worried, this is what she didn't want to see, and Pierre was one of the people she worried about, she was a bundle of nerves until she saw him climb out safely while the stewards put out the fire, she knew he wouldn't be happy with that. The rest of the race flew by and before Nola knew it they were on the last lap and Charles was about to win the first race of the season! She was jumping around with Louisa as they hugged, she could hear him on the radio shouting and cheering, he deserved this.
While Nola waited for Charles to come in, she saw Pierre walk past the Ferrari garage. She walked out and met him. "Are you okay?" She asked him in English but he replied in French, probably to prevent anyone else from being able to pick up what he was saying so easily "No, first race and I've already got a DNF" he looked down and out. Pierre was annoyed, not finishing a race was worse than if you finished last. He watched the girl in front of him, glad that she had checked in, it meant a lot. Nola had known Pierre practically her whole life, she wanted to make sure he was okay. "Only the first race, many more to come" Nola said trying to make him feel better, he nodded simply at her and squeezed her shoulder "Come on, let's go celebrate your brothers win" Pierre was always so supportive of Charles and it wouldn't change now, they were such close friends. Nola and Pierre walked down the pit lane and they saw Charles jump out of his car, he hugged Carlos and they both celebrated with the team, he saw his sister and came running to hug her, there was no one he would rather celebrate with.
"That's exactly how we start the season" he yelled, he was so happy, Nola was thrilled for him. He went to do his interviews and collect his trophy. Nola watched the whole podium and beamed up at her big brother, a great achievement. Charles looked down at Nola and pointed to her before hoisting his trophy in the air, celebrations all around the Ferrari garage for the drivers. Nola and Charles ended up going back to the hotel to change and go out to celebrate the win. Nola arrived at the party with Charles and everyone cheered when he arrived in the room, Nola ended up sitting by the bar on her own while Charles celebrated with his team, she was fine with it, he was soaking up his moment. Nola got another drink and scrolled through her phone whilst the music played through the club. "You okay there?" Nola heard a French accent talking in her ear, she turned towards the sound and saw Pierre standing there. Pierre had seen her sitting at the bar, she looked fine but he also didn't want her sitting by herself, that was his excuse for going over to her. "You keep finding me" Nola said shaking her head. "Do you not want to be found?" He asked "You're okay" She replied, "I need some air though. Nola posed it as a question, not wanting to be rude and walk away when he had just come over to check she was okay "I'll come with you" he said, Nola nodded and let him follow her outside into the seating area. It was quieter out here, she could actually hear herself, without the music blaring inside. Nola sat down on the sofa and Pierre sat near her, glad to have a few minutes alone with the girl.
