Falling for all the wrong reasons.

P1

We stood there for a good few seconds before I finally walked away.

I couldn't think of lando at this moment.

Only on mum.

I walked over to Leo who was stood in front of his laptop analysing my current data.

I stood beside him not saying a word, only looking at the screen.

I could fee lando eyes on my from the other side of the room but I just ignore them.

Like I said, I can't think of him, only on mum.

"Alright liv, your currently fastest in sector 1 and about 0.067 behind lando in sector 3, sector 2 could do with some improvement but we'll work on it........" Leo started to trail of about my performance but I was really listening.

Landos eyes were glued to me and he wasn't really being subtle about it.

I turned to face him and out eyes met.

It felt as if electricity was flowing threw me and I couldn't explain why.

"Olivia?" Leo said bring my attention back to him.

"Sorry continue" I said smiling.

Leo went on to talk about were I done well and how good/ bad I was on the speed traps.

About 10 minutes later Q3 had started and I was in the car raring to go.

Everyone backed away from the car as I drove out.
I could feel millions of eyes on me.

I knew I was expected to do well due to it being my home race but the pressure was starting to get to me a bit.

If I didn't do well I would never forgive myself.

I know Italy has Imola but Monza was the favourite.

And I was in it to win it.

Not just for myself and the team, but for mum.

*******

"Alright lib your currently p3 fastest on sector 1 and 2 but 0.178 behind Russell on sector 3"

I couldn't help but feel enraged as Richard said that.

There was about a minute left of qualifying and this last lap had to be worth it.

As I crossed the line I paused down on the accelerator not caring about the consequences.

"Liv I know it's not what you want to hear but your going to need to slow down a bit, if not you'll soon suffer engine problems" Richard said and I done so but still fast enough to maybe get pole.

I came around the second chicane and was currently on a flying lap with only one thing in mind.

Winning.

Everyone seemed to of gone off into the pits allowing some what of a clear track for me.

"Alright Olivia, that's fastest sector 1 keep this pace up"

I came around turn 7 perfectly allowing me to have some source of advantage as I came out.

If this lap didn't get me pole I don't know what would.

About 30 seconds late I came around turn 10 allowing me to start my 3rd sector.

I know McLaren aren't the best of straights and it was a rare sight to see them do well in Monza but this I wanted to prove them wrong.

I know with my turn exits I had gained a few seconds allowing me to take the loss of time on the straights.

I came around the last corner and it all seemed to flash before my eyes.

I crossed the line and I was suddenly bombarded with white flashes coming my way.

Even with my visor one they still seemed to blind me.

I didn't exactly know what was going on until I heard the cheers through my head set.

"YES OLIVIA THATS POLE, THATS POLE" Richard repeated.

As he said that my mind stopped.

I had gotten p1

I hade done it.

I HAD DONE IT FOR MUM.

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I drover around into the pits and parked in front of the "1st" sign before getting out.

As I done so I threw my arms up in the air pointing towards the sky.

I couldn't help but imagine mum looking down at me smiling her ass off.

I got down and ran over to the McLaren crew who was already waiting for me. I jumped into the crowed and they immediately caught me.

As they lowered me down onto the floor I felt and arm around my shoulder.

I turned around and saw lando smiling down at me.

Before I knew what I was doing I wrapped my arm around him longing for this embrace.

As returned the gesture. "You made her proud liv" Lando whispered in my ear before breaking away from me.

Everyone above me seemed to have there interview.

First lando then Russell then it came to me.

I stood on the stop they asked me too and took the mic of the camera man.

"Olivia" he man started. "Tell me, home race, pole position. How you feeling?" He said and I laughed.

"It honestly feels great. I always dreamed of this moment and I finally achieved it" I said as I smiled towards the team.

"You seemed lost during the race, like your mind was thinking straight. Care if I ask why"

"It's not a problem...um." I said thinking on what to say next. I looked over at lando who had the brightest smile on his face. I don't know why but the sight seemed to give me confidence.

"I must admit pole wasn't the only thing on my mind. I mean if course it was up there but along side my mother actually." I said and I smiled. "I just wanted to make the proud"

As I said that they looked looked confused as if I had just told them the most diabolical thing every.

I looked up the the sky attempting to get my point across but I stopped.

The colours were beautiful. The mix of pink orange and yellow made it seems as if mum was actually there.

"That's lovely, thank you so much Olivia and congratulations on pole" he said before I handed them the mic back and walked off going to celebrate with the team.

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Any spelling mistakes I don't care.

Also can't get over yesterday. DOUBLE PODUIM.