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"That's P1 Sainz aswell as P2 for you LecLerc, great job today guys"
It's the fourth time this season I had heard Rachel my pit manager/Wingwoman shout that over the team radios. I hurried over to her to check I could clock out early as I Didn't feel like watching my brother gloat to the world again, obviously I was proud of him and Charles but I had better things to do. I said my final goodbyes to the other pit crew members and collected my bags, The time read 17:35 meaning I had about 25 minuets to get to my car and leave the track before all the drivers and fans flooded the roads, I texted Carlos and left.

                                                                             Emilia:
Congrats to you both on the race today, I'll see you at the Apartment later as I left early, Rachel has sent a car out for you.

Carlos:
We couldn't of done it without you, I won't be back so I'll see you at the party later instead, you will make a show and I'm sure of it.

Party? Why would I want to go to a party I thought to my self, instead I switched of my phone and had a quick shower, changed into an over sized hoodie with joggers and a messy bun ready to lay in bed and watch Netflix. We all had a long flight to catch tomorrow in preparation for the next races so I wanted to do anything other than go to a high class raving Miami party, plus I was only invited as I was Carlos's sister so it was me with the whole grid which was pretty awkward.  I mean when you think about who expects to see a basic tier switcher in amongst multimillionaire race car drivers, it's even worse when none of them knew my name. It had only been an hour or so before I startled to my phone ringing,

"Emilia where the FUXK are you this party is a-maz-ing and your missing out!" I heard Carlos ramble.

"I told you I don't like coming when I'm the odd one out known as your sister, so I won't be coming plus what about the flight tomorrow?" I glumply replied.

"That's ages away, anyway be ready in 10 as Pierre and Alex will be at the hotel to pick you up."

"Bu-"

"Hey no buts Mi sol, see you soon."

I love it when he calls me that, I call him Mi Luna. They were stupid nicknames we made up when we were still livening in Spain and I guess they just stuck. But I found it so rude how he hung up and basically blackmailed me into coming to the party Which felt like so much effort considering I was in the best sleep state anyone could imagine. Hastily I found my self doing my every day makeup followed by a simple back dress as I didn't feel like drawing any attention tonight, finally I grabbed my thigh high boots and a cap (I'm really not a dress up girl so this wasn't anytging unusual) before hearing multiple annoying taps at my door.

 Hastily I found my self doing my every day makeup followed by a simple back dress as I didn't feel like drawing any attention tonight, finally I grabbed my thigh high boots and a cap (I'm really not a dress up girl so this wasn't anytging unusual...

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Realistically I was acutely over the moon to finally see Alex and Pierre again as they were basically like brothers to me considering I grew up around them when my brother was training with them. Despite being apart of the winning team I still deep down hoped some good would form on both of their teams.
I opend the door instantly being brought into a squishy hug with them both,

"Stop your going to Ruen all of my definite effort I put in" I sarcastically whined.

"Cmon we all know you don't want to be doing this but both me and Alex are proud to be dragging you down there" Pierre gleamed at me

We locked up and left the hotel, walking towards a Matt black McLaren 765LT. I knew it wasn't Alex's or Pierres car so something felt wrong, was I about to be kidnapped by my best friends I jokingly thought.
"By the way one of the other drivers, Lando. Decided to drive us down so us 3 can get totally wasted. He even agreed to drive us back!" Alex said in a low child like tone whilst doing a dance down the road.

Lando? I think I've heard of him before, I think he's a driver for Alpine or McLaren or something like that. I'm guessing McLaren due to the beast of a car we were about to enter.

Author notes: Ok yall this is my first time writing so please let me know how I'm doing and if I should carry on, I hope y'all are understanding the plot of the book!💗

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