There I stood in the Red bull Motorhome, about to go into a meeting with my team principal, Christian Horner. I had raced in F2 for a long period of my life and got hired for Reb Bull's driver, along with Max Verstappen, the "2nd time Champion of the World."
My nerves were through the roof when I saw Max walk through the room I was sitting in and shoot me a glare. If looks could kill, I'd be dead already. I knew for a fact that Christian had told Max about me and he was probably mad that he had to drive with a girl this season. I chose to ignore him, I knew he had a bad temper from the media.
"Isabella? Come in." I heard Christian say behind me, grinning ear to ear.
"Hello!" I said, trying to be enthusiastic and forget about Max's stern looks that he shot me. I walked in the room and sat down with Christian, this is gonna be a long meeting.
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"Ugh, what is his problem!" I ranted, on the phone to my best friend, Lando Norris, who also happens to be a Formula One driver.
"So- hold on. You're telling me, Max Verstappen gave you the worst death stare ever? For no reason?"
Lando said, I could hear him eating something through the phone, probably cookies.
"Yes! That is exactly what I am saying, Lan." I said, my voice was high pitched and squeaky, which happens alot when I'm angry.
"I mean, he doesn't know we're best friends, I could ask him about you and see why he doesn't like you," Lando muttered through the phone, his plans were always horrible, but this one wasn't too bad.
"Uh- sure yeah okay.. but anyway, I have a busy schedule for tomorrow on the sim. I'll let you know if Max is still being a dick." I admitted, I always loved mine and Lando's phone calls, but I just wasn't in the mood.
"Yeah, okay, bye-bye, Izzy." Lando said, ending the phone call. I knew I was gonna have to message him in the morning and tell him I'm sorry for the attitude, but I just wanted sleep.
As I was about to finally drift off, my phone started to ring. Christian? Why was he ringing me this late at night.
"Hello?" I said through the phone, trying to not sound annoyed.
"Hi! Isabella! I'm sorry we're gonna have to make some arrangements for tomorrow, you've been on the simulator enough and we think it's time you have a go on the track, in the car for this season, so you can warm up to it and compare you to Max to see if you need to improve on anything." He said, he sounded wide awake, at 11:30 at night? What was this mans sleeping schedule?
"Oh, thank you, yeah, that would be brilliant!" I immediately sat up, I was taken back by his comment, was this finally the chance to prove myself to Max? Not that I wanted to impress him, or anything.
"Yeah, we will need you to be here earlier though, about 9:30." Christian said, his voice slowly getting slower, maybe this man does sleep.
"Yeah, that's fine, thanks again." I said quickly, I just wanted sleep.
"I'll see you tomorrow, bye Isabella." Christian said, hanging up the phone.
Tomorrow was going to be a lot of effort.
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The Winner Takes it All -MV
Romance"Fuck, just shut up and kiss me already." Max whispered, his voice husky, his eyes darkening.
