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Shes a rockstar in the eyes of everyone that watched the sport of Formula 1, drivers love her, Team principles love her and the media eat her up everytime she was present. She started out as carrying on the legacy of her father, a legend of Formula 1 and she became a legend herself no one can hold a candle to her talent.

2018 is the year we are starting this story of Brùna Senna. The last 14 years she has been focused on her career and now she wishes to start enjoying life for what it is now, have fun and live outside of racing a little. Maybe find love? Who knows.

"Open up Brùna!" an australian voice called from the other side of the hotel door. The door swung open and in walks Daniel Ricciardo.
"FUCK! i could have been naked danny!" Brùna screached.
"eh its nothing i havent seen before" he shrugged off her words and started to climb into her bed sheets. She instantly climbed on top of him and clung to him like a koala bear, he wrapped his arms around her and sighed.
"we have training Brùna, we dont have time for this" he whispered.

Groaning, she got up and went to the bathroom to get ready. When she got out Daniel was already at the door dressed and ready for the day. They got to the gym and there Michael Italiano and Ky Fresler were waiting for them.

"jesus christ you guys take forver" michael chirped up
"i want to ask what you guys were doing but i dont think i want to know" Ky now spoke up.

"we were just sleeping like, i dont know, normal humans at 5 am?!?" Brùna rolled her eyes and got ready to do reps. The good thing about being a girl was that she didnt have to worry too much about her weight as much as the guys did, although she was a good 5'8, her frame was smaller then theirs but she worked out just as much as they did to keep her mind off being alone.

Brùna had obviously had boyfriends in the past and had men flying at her feet from all directions, even sometimes the other drivers tried it on at one point, but at some point they either didnt like that she was so successful and got salty or she got to busy and caught up in the season to even remember she had a boyfriend. Brùna was okay with being alone until she turned 30. Seeing Sebastian get married and have kids and Kimi as well she realised that Formula 1 wont be her life forever and she wants a family one day.

"Right Senna, you ready?" asked daniel, waiting at the doorway of the gym with her bag in his hand. Distracted she started walking to his car.
"Bruna? Earth to bruna??"
"huh?" she looked at him confused. Daniel looked at her concerned.
"you havent been yourself lately baby, you sure your fine?"

She sighed. She really wanted to tell him how she was feeling but she didnt want to burden him. Daniel has been with her through all her shit, every time she misses her father, cries about not knowing her mother, hating her father for not telling her about her mother. He was there through it all but she cant keep dumping it on him can she? Fuck it, yes she can.

"Im lonely" She stared blankly into his brown eyes.
"Why are lonely? you have me dont you?"
"Ofcourse i have you but what am i going to do when i retire? Im 30 Daniel, i have no husband and no kids just trofies to fill my empty house, i dont even have a home. I have many houses but im never there long enough to make it a home. I feel like im going to disappear once i retire and be forgotten, just another name in the history books, a statistic. I just feel like i need more than material things to make me happy now." Tears were now making their way down her face.

"You know youve just described exactly what my life is like aswell right now? But without the championships" He raised his eyebrow slightly and laughed slightly.
"we can be lonely together princess, ill be there for you like youll be there for me and we'll provail like we always do. Now lets go back to the paddock we have media today."

"I love you you know that right?" Daniel never failed to let her know everyday that he loved her, although they both played it off as platonic but anyone with eyes can see that they both mean it in other ways but something has always stopped them from admitting it. Probably not wanting to ruin their friendship, but no risk no reward is what people say.

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"There she is!" a booming voice came from the Redbull motorhome. Christian Horner was to Brùna in a few words a second father. Since 2010 when she and seb joined the team he treated them both as his kids, he whipped Seb into the multiple word champion he is today, and gave Brùna the tools to equal her father's accomplishments which is all she wanted to do. She had many chances to leave the team and yet she never. Renault, Mclaren, even Mercedes when Rosberg retired. but she never wanted to, she never had a reason she was winning races every now and then, well as much as you can when Lewis and Vallteri werent.

"youve got the press conference in 10 minutes why are you here eating a spag bowl?" Christian asked walking towards me from shes sure his office.
"you said it yourself i have 10 minutes" she shrugged.
"feeling confident about the car this year?" he pried, sitting in front of her.
"We will have to see after this weekend but im sure me and Daniel will do out best for you as we always do. Lets push Mercedes and Toto all the fucking way."
"Thats what i like to here. Now remember please no snarky comments in the conference"

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Brùna Senna, Kevin Magnessun, Carlos Sainz, Charles Leclerc and Lewis Hamilton

All sat there bored out of their minds answering the most generic questions about car performance and how they feel about first race and new season.
Until a question that finally livens up the conference a little, and sparks a fire in Brùna.

"Question for Brùna, Now that you have turned 30 i suppose theres not much more time left in your career, Older women typically are very emotional, will you be too emotional to compete this year?"

The room turned deathly silent, Charles looks like a deer caught in headlights, Carlos and Lewis looks like they'll turn violent. Brùna smiles sweetly at the reporter but they all know its because shes going to rip him apart.

"Well that is a good question sir, now that im 30 i have achieved what Michael Shumacher achieved when he was 30 and what my father achieved when he was 34 meanwhile, im sorry how old are you-?"
"48"
"Meanwhile a 48 year old man is interviewing me about me being to emotional to compete? im so sorry but is this 1954 or something? This is my 15 season in Formula 1 and i will continue to be in this sport until i start to lose. I dont see you asking Lewis this, hes 3 years older or fernando and hes like a dinosaur. ive been quite fortunate to not be exposed to sexism as much a i thought i wouldve, but thats because everyone knows that i deserve to be here and ive earned my achievements. What do you do sir? You report to a local newspaper about things that are way more interesting than your sad little life, so no i will not be too emotional to compete this year."

She was so calm it was scary, it was like she was talking to a young child. The press conference swiftly ended after that, Lewis went off saying something about going to get that reporter fired and the younger drivers didnt know what to say so they left to be with their families and girlfriends. Meanwhile all Brùna wanted to do was to find daniel and have dinner.

She was on a mission for that season, prove that one reporter wrong. If you want to sike a Formula 1 driver out of performing well in the season you shouldnt get them fired up, because thats what fuels em.  And boy was Bruna fired up.