Nᴏ ᴡᴏʀᴅs ɴᴇᴇᴅᴇᴅ|Charles Leclerc|

«Three»

L.V.

When I woke up in the morning, as usual, my father wasn't in the room anymore, but that's been the way things have been for us ever since. I woke up and made my breakfast, which was a bagel sandwich, knowing that the new guy would be very nice and we'd get along well. to come together. After I ate the food, I got dressed. I was wearing a black jeans and a red Ferrari T-shirt. I selected two large locks from the front of my hair and tied them on both sides of my head. I curled the rest. That's how I started the day.

When I entered the entrance gate with my everywhere entrance card, I immediately headed towards dad to give him a morning kiss and a hug around 10 o'clock.

- Hi dad! - I greeted him with a big grin on my face.

-Hi, baby!-he greets back with an even bigger smile on his face.-I'm sorry I wasn't able to say hello in the morning, but I was called to say that I should take care of one or two things because of the newcomer.-he pleaded.

- It's okay, I'm used to it. - I told him, and I wasn't angry at him at all. - By the way, how old is the new child? - I asked him curiously and with sparkling eyes.

- In principle, at noon.

As soon as he said that, I got a little sad, because I knew that until then I would have to be bored here, and I can't go to Lando either, because they are currently testing, so I resigned myself to my fate. Until then, I went for a walk in the paddock and looked around to see how other teams were doing. I saw many people up close whose names I only heard by word of mouth. Of course, not everyone was there, most of them tested like McLaren.

By the time I got back, it was already 11:35, so I called that little time. I was already very excited about what the new child would look like and how we would get along.

They already told me to stand at the entrance and wait there. I obeyed and walked there.

When I saw the new crowd, I knew he had arrived, but he was surrounded by so many people that I only saw him in full life size when he entered the gate.

When the guy walked in, I thought, I can't believe my eyes.

This is just a bad joke... I thought to myself.

The new kid. He was the taxi guy. The one who stabbed me in the back the night before, knowing that I had come to poke his ass.

I think he's beautified. When he saw me, he came over to introduce himself. His name was Charles Leclerc. I took a closer look at his face now than yesterday in the light of my car. His greenish-blue eyes, messy brown hair, and a few days' worth of facial hair burned into my head right away, despite the fact that he's still very I was angry with him about yesterday.

"Charles Leclerc," he said in his masculine, somewhat hoarse voice.

- I know, we've already met, aren't you scared? - I pulled up the sleeve of my shirt, showing the slightly purple spot on my shoulder. At first he didn't like it, but after a while he spoke.

- DAMN IT! - he slapped his forehead. - Didn't I get into your car yesterday? - he said to me, enlightened.

- Yeah. - I answered him sloppily.-Yes, I'm remember now!-he replied laughing. I didn't find it funny at all.-Wow, it was a very good night yesterday.-still with a smile on his face, but an apology still didn't leave his mouth.

After half a minute, while he laughed and told me about last night (which I was not interested in at all), we left so that I could start the worst hour and a half of my life, during which I had to show him everything...

To be continued...