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07

George and Stella walked into the Mercedes garage to introduce her to everyone, she smiled at them before she spotted Lewis Hamilton, while her brother did meet him when he was little. She didn't.

She grabbed George's arm and he looked at her with a frown before following her gaze and he chuckled lightly. He knew that Lewis was one of the drivers his sister was dying to meet because since he got into Formula 1, she barely attended his races because she was in NYC.

"I'm dying inside." She whispered as blood rushed into her face before they approached him, sure he had commented on her posts every now and then whenever she tagged him but they never really talked to each other.

"Little Russel." Lewis greeted before giving her a quick hug and she thought it was a good way of dying in his arms. She grinned when they pulled apart

"Chances are she's rooting for you more than me." George joked with a teasing smile and she elbowed him with a glare as Lewis laughed. "We need to keep you here before Lando try to turn you against us."

"If I'm turning against you, I'd most likely be a Ferarri girl" she replied but instantly realized what she said and George looked at her in disbelief

"I knew you'd backstab me!" He exclaimed pushing her away and she almost fell making Lewis grab her arm trying to hold his laughter "You even backstabbed me before by saying you were always rooting for Mercedes and not Williams while I was driving their car!"

"Well, Williams is technically a Mercedes... just not as great." She smiled sheepishly "Besides, it was my way of manifesting."

"You're no longer my favourite sibling, Cara is." George stated and she rolled her eyes playfully

"While this is all fun, we need to go." Lewis told his teammate and he sighed making Stella nod before kissing her brother's cheek

"Good luck guys. Tell Lando and Alex I said hi"

When the race began Stella was watching the race in the pit row. The race cars speeding down the track, she didn't realize the smile that formed her lips when she saw Charles' car. It literally had been so long since they'd seen each other, yet it didn't feel that long.

Her brother and Lewis yet remained among the firsts in the rankings. Suddenly Charles' car crashed making her stand up worriedly when she heard his scream from the large screen, it was the sound of true frustration and heartbreak.

Charles had to retire for the France Prix, some of them were looking at her in confusion and she forced a smile and continued to watch. Luckily her brother came third and Lewis second.

After they collected their prize and showered in champagne, Stella was the first person George started looking for. When she spotted him, she ran to his arms as he spun her around, she was so proud of him knowing how hard he worked over the years to get to this place.

"I'm so fucking proud of you!" She exclaimed as he kissed her cheeks, George and Stella were literally like twins because he was only a year older than her. Due to the small age gap between them, they were so close.

"I love you" George told her ruffling her hair and she chuckled "You're my lucky charm, that's it. I'm bringing you with me next to the next race."

"Stel!" Lando called as he approached them and she hugged him tightly, literally Lando was her platonic soulmate. Whenever she was with him, he managed to lift her mood up even when she was feeling down.

Before they pulled apart, she spotted a familiar figure, it was Charles and before she could look at him more, Lando pulled away with a bright smile. He wrapped an arm around her shoulders.