cocky 19 year old! seb
2022! lewis
Sebastian Vettel the new, cocky, blonde, german red bull driver. Lewis had his eye on this new hot shot, he had to make sure to keep him in line. Sebastian had just won his 4th race of the season, his champagne soaked locks, sweat glazed face and stupid- perfect smile irritated Lewis. Lewis glared at the boy from the second place podium, quickly remembering the cameras were on him, he jerked back to smiling and waving. Lewis never really got annoyed like this, he was 7 time world champion in the best car, with the best team, but now this dumb german rookie has came along and had gotten to big for his boots.
Sebastian looked down at Lewis from the top podium, he smirked "second again, old man?". Lewis' blood absolutely boiled in that moment, who did this kid think he was? He wanted to push that young dumbass of the podium. However he contained his anger, clenched his fists and gritted his teeth, causing a strain in his jaw.
After all the celebrations on the stage, Sebastian dancing around and laughing, spraying champagne and showing off, he stumbled to his rest room to cool off. "great racing out there today, Seb" his mechanics stared at him with grins on their faces. Sebastian just smiled, he already knew it was great racing. He closed his door behind him and changed his sign to 'do not disturb'. He was exhausted, driving an F1 car took a lot out of his rookie body and now all he wanted to do was sleep for a day straight. He could hear footsteps lingering at his door, then 3 knocks
"It says 'do not disturb'" Sebastian replied to the knocks and rolled his eyes. completely melted into his couch with his race suit on his legs and fireproofs clinging to his skinny frame, he picked at the dirt in his finger nails, the door to his room suddenly opened "are you blind?' he exclaimed "do not disturb!" He finally realised it was Lewis standing in the doorway and looked down slightly. Lewis walked in silently and closed the door behind him, he walked over to stand in front of the young blonde.
Lewis took a second to think about what he was going to say "who do you think you are?" he finally said "really?"
"what?" Sebastian replied, putting on a tough persona, with a half-disgusted, half-confused look on his face "why are you even here?"
"I asked you a question first, Sebastian, answer it" Lewis said firmly, not faulting his stance over the younger, Sebastian then also stood up, puffing his chest close to Lewis' to try act intimidating "you want to know?" he chuckled slightly
"I'm a 4 time race winner, here to ruin your championship streak, Lewis, that's who I am"
Lewis looked Sebastian up and down, smirking "You are a bad sportsman, that's what you are" he spat and left the room
Just before Lewis could shut the door, Sebastian threw in a petty 'whatever' just so he could get the last word. Sebastian was new and young, he didn't care about sportsmanship, he knew he was a good and fast racer, and now he had to prove that to everyone and he was already proving it pretty well this season.
It was the next week, Thursday, press conference day, of course they had sat Sebastian and Lewis next to each other. An interviewer asked if Lewis and Seb considered themselves rivals for this year. Sebastian didn't look at Lewis, he just picked up his microphone "Well yes, I think so." he wetted his lips "of course i'm the only competition he's had in a while, so now he is actually having a hard time"
there was some breaths in the crowd "that's a strong opinion Sebastian"
"well, it's true" he smirked "I won the first race of the year, I am on a winning streak, and we are almost tied for points" he smirked when he looked over at Lewis, that had said nothing so far "But who knows.. i'm just a rookie, who won their first ever Formula 1 race" he left it on a sarcastic note and Lewis finally picked up his microphone, feeling a bit feisty already.
