Mia Ricciardo, the younger sister of f1 all-star Daniel Ricciardo, secured a surprise job managing the f1 YouTube channel, when her own videos began to get a fast following. She didn't tell her brother until last minute, and for good reason.
Daniel...
Mias POV: 'Oh there is absolutely no need for this.' I laughed, declining the third flute of champagne that had been offered to me on Charles's jet.
'It's a special occasion, you finally decided to fly with us.' Charles responded.
'Don't say it like THAT.' I rolled my eyes.
'She just wanted to avoid her brother for a few weeks after the entire hotel heard you two..' Arthur began, being cut off by a piercing glare coming from the direction of Daniel.
I was sitting besides Charles, the armrest lifted up so that I could lay across him comfortably, with his younger brother Arthur sitting across from us.
Id grown to love Arthur like he was my own brother. We'd filmed a few more videos and my fans were really wanting me to get into the f2 world. It was really good and Arthur was close to encouraging me fully but I was not sure if id be able to handle both f1 and f2 full-time. That didn't stop him trying at least 100 times a day though.
'So, have you thought any more about my offer?' Arthur asked mysteriously.
'You say that like you're the one hiring me.' I laughed.
'I mean I can draft a contract if it'll work. the f2 channel has gained over 2.2 million followers since we did that video, and you didn't even post directly on that channel. People didn't even know f2 was a thing and now they're all watching because of you.' He said, leaning forwards in his chair.
'Is the plan to pester me whilst I physically cannot escape you until I say yes?' I laughed.
He nodded, looking over at his brother for assistance. Charles looked up from his phone and looked between us both, before playfully nudging me and looking over at his brother.
'I think he needs you more than we do right this current second. Why don't you work directly on f2 for this race weekend and see how you like it?' Charles offered.
My brother looked like id just been signed up to the war. It was a scary idea and no matter what happened I knew id not want to work f2 all the time, I liked my job with the boys I worked with now, but Arthur had worked hard and I owed him one weekend of my undivided attention.
'I'll work this weekend on f2, film some clips for f1 when their races are over, but I'm not transferring.' I added, chuckling at Arthurs cheers.
'You don't need to, I'll be driving with the big dogs soon enough.' He joked, earning a nudge from Max.
'You won't regret it, thank you, they'll all love you.' he smiled, getting from his seat and rushing to the back of the plane, most likely to text the rest of the drivers.
'You'll have f3 after you next.' Max laughed.
'I'd never leave you boys, but I owe it to Arthur, he's worked hard to book me up after all.' I laughed.
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