When the first female F1 driver is announced, no one expects her to get on so badly with Ferrari golden boy Charles Leclerc, but do they really hate each other as much as it seems?
I got dressed to go to free practice and put on a simple backless dress that was lightweight to keep my cool but also covering enough I wouldn't get cold. I quickly put on some light makeup, then headed to the track.
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As I got there, what felt like hundreds of paparazzi were snapping my photo and yelling questions at me. I ignored them to go over to fans waiting at the barrier to take selfies and sign things. I loved interacting with the fans, they were always so nice. I could still hear all the paparazzi yelling questions at me but I continued to ignore them.
Suddenly the paparazzi directed their yells elsewhere and for a second I was relieved, until the fans I was interacting with suddenly started screaming too. A fan who was handing me a pen, dropped it and her jaw fell open. I looked over to where everyone else was directing their attention.
Charles was walking in, with a girl on his arm. And not just any girl, it was the girl from the Instagram picture I had accidentally liked that time. Jealousy coursed through me and I felt my jaw drop.
I quickly snapped it shut, knowing attention would be on me after the rumours about Charles and I. I watched as they walked toward me, holding hands. The girl gazed adoringly at Charles, who faced straight ahead, but I couldn't tell where he was looking underneath the pair of Ray Bans he wore.
I couldn't bear to look anymore so turned back to the fans and continued signing stuff. I felt the new couple walk past me but I refused to turn around or say anything. I tried to look unaffected but my heart was racing and they were all I could think about.
"I thought you and Charles might've been a thing!" A fan said to me as I took a selfie with her. "It never even occurred to me he would've got back with his ex!"
"No." Was all I could say through a gritted smile. After that I walked into the paddock. I went straight into the McLaren paddock and collapsed onto the first seat I could find. Why was I feeling like this about Charles' new relationship? I hated Charles. Maybe I was just mad he was in a relationship and I wasn't. But then why did I feel so jealous of her and not him.
"Are you ok Edom?" I looked up to see Lottie looking concerned at me.
