The cars could always talk, we only didn't notice it. Lewis Hamilton was the only one who had noticed it already. When he tried to tell the other driver that the cars could talk, they didn't believe him, and everyone thought he was joking, of course.
Pov Lando
It's Saturday afternoon. It's really quiet in the mclaren garage, I walked in to take a picture of my car for my Instagram post. "Hi buddy." Someone said. I turned around, looking who just said that, but there was nobody. Huh, but someone just talked to me, or did I dream it? No, I didn't, that's what I know for sure. " Hello, who is there?" I answered with a bit of a shaky voice. Was someone going to kidnap him, or was it just carlos who was being funny again? "It's me, your car, lando." His car? Is his car able to talk? So Lewis was speaking the truth? There was a silence until I spoke up. "You can speak! So lewis wasn't talking rubbish!" I said. "Of course he wasn't. Why would he?" My car said. "I don't know, I didn't believe him, but now I do!" I answered. My car spoke up again. "I am proud of you, boy! Now go to your motorhome and get some rest, tomorrow it's raceday!" "Your whrite, I should go. Bye, see you tomorrow!" I answered. "Goodnight, lando." My car answered, and with that, I walked out of the garage to my motorhome.
When I got at my motorhome. I opened the door and stepped in. I took off my shoes and decided to shower cause it usely it calms me down, and that is what I need at this point. I put on the shower and undressed. When the water warmed up a bit, I stepped under it and began my shower routine and thought about the day.
When I stepped out, I quickly put a towel around myself and dried my body and hair. I put on some short to sleep in and brushed my teeth. I texted Lewis if he could come cause he needed to talk about this. Lewis said he and Sebastian, his boyfriend, would come, so I ran to my wardrobe to grap a shirt and put it on. Just a few seconds later, I heard a knock on the door. Seb en Lewis are here, Lewis his motorhome is next door, so really close. I sprinted to the door to open it. Seb en Lewis came in, and we decided to sit on the small couch in the room. Once we were all settled, I spoke up. "Lewis, Seb, I found out." I said. "What did you find out, buddy?" Seb asked pretty soon after. "I found out that my car can talk, sorry Lewis, for thinking you were lying." I answered. "No problem buddy, good that you know now to." Lewis said. I spoke up. "But Seb, did you believe Lewis when he said that?" I asked a bit shy. "I didn't, until I experienced it myself. Since then, Lewis and I spoke about it sometimes. I made us come closer to each other and look at us now, being madly in love." Seb said. "Thank you for helping me out." I said with a yawn. "Okay, you will go to sleep, milkyboy." Seb said. I walked to my bed, stepped in it, well Seb tucked my in. "We will close the door and give the reserve key to carlos. Goodnight, lan!" Lewis said. " Goodnight, lando." Seb answered well patting my curls. "Goodnight Seb en Lewis." I said. Seb en Lewis walked out the door and closed it. They would go to carlos first to drop the keys and then go to bed themselves. I felled my eyelids getting heavy and I fell asleep. I started dreaming about my best friend carlos. On who I secretly have a big crush.
I enjoyed it! Sorry if there are mistakes English isn't my first language. I hope you like this mini story. I will write another story too but I don't know when.
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If the cars could talk! formula 1 story
Short Storya short story about Formula 1, which I made at school. Got most of the mistakes out, I guess.