LEGACY/// FORMULA ONE (3)

TWO

TWO

Formula 2 parties were never this fun.

Larissa Cohen knew that less than an hour in.

Whilst she had been avoiding most of the drivers that she hadn't met yet, she had made friends with some mechanics from other garages, such as Red Bull and Mclaren.

Zahra had made friends with the personal trainer of Valterri Bottas, who had promised to introduce her to the Finnish driver, and had since taken the dark skinned beauty to meet her favorite driver, much to her delight.

That did mean however, that Larissa had been temporarily left alone. But thankfully, temporarily was all it was.

"Come on rookie, let's shake our booties till the sun comes up."

"Daniel, I swear, if you want me to dance with you, you've gotta get me a drink and a strong one at that." Larissa smirked at the man's exasperated look that he was giving her, trying to guilt trip her into dancing with him.

"If you were Ferrari, you'd be more fun." Daniel teased his protégé, having decided to take the young driver under his wing.

"If I was Ferrari, I'd be kicking your ass." Larissa countered with a raised eyebrow, seeing Daniel's face morph into a look of disbelief, clearly not believing the fact.

She was about to go and leave the Australian to grab a drink at the bar when a glass of alcoholic liquid was shoved into her face.

"Drink. If you're stuck with him, you'll need it."

"Don't be such a loser, loser. She already likes me more than you." Daniel grinned, hoping to annoy the man in front of him, whose arm was loosely draped around the shoulder of his protégé.

"Hmm, of course she does. Remind me, who's got four world championship titles again?" Lewis Hamilton teased, handing the girl a drink that he knew she would like. Why?

Because her father used to drink it.

"That would be Sebastian Vettel, obviously." Larissa taunted the Mercedes driver, seeing Daniels eyes light up as she mocked his rival. "My dad had five, so you're not quite his level to brag, are you Lew?"

Lewis laughed in delight, seeing her feisty side come back to light, one that he had missed since he saw her race throughout formula 3 and formula 2. He always went to her races whenever he could, to support her and cheer her on, since he had decided to take on the roll of older brother in her life, and to see her being able to let go and relax and joke, even if it was whilst she was bullying him, made him feel like he was over the moon.

"Heard you wanted to drive a Williams, you trying to get into Mercedes?" Lewis smiled, seeing her face twist into the taunting one she held most often.

"If I wanted to, I could take your seat and kick your ass down into a Williams, and we both know it. But, I figured I'd be nice and give you a shot of getting a fifth. Doesn't mean you'll get it though." Daniel whistled at her competitive side coming to light as the three of them danced together, since the Brazilian girl had already finished her whiskey as soon as she was handed it.

"She'll be at red bull kicking your ass soon enough, Hamilton. She's got Christian's attention completely, and you never know, she might take a championship away from you, since she's bound for greatness." Daniels eyes glistened with mischief, as he heard her laugh, before she kissed the four time world champions cheek and vanished into the crowd, leaving the rivals to battle as to who her favorite was out of the two.

Spoiler alert: it was neither.

____________________________________________________

"Mon Cherie! Over here!"