PRETTY GIRL (Lando Norris)

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Amber Monroe

"Tommy Hilfiger, of course!" I point out the obvious. He stares at me with his mouth wide open.

"Okay, we are having F1 lessons after you get your badge. It's your first day anyway, right? Nobody here works on their first day." he shrugs and we've arrived to an office.

"Leonela Marez?" I asked confused.
"She's the director here. Don't get on her bad side and everything will be okay." he smiles nervously.

I don't think I'll like her....

I knock loudly and get a yelling response. Great first impression, Amber! I slowly turned the knob and stepped in her office.

It was rich. Not just rich. It was rich.

"Hello, Miss. Marez." I say, trying to look as confident as I can.
"Hey, girl. You must be Amber, right? Welcome!" she greeted with a wide smile. Damn, this girl has a lot of teeth. 

Amber! Be fucking nice, this is your boss.

Well, technically Christian is. That doesn't matter right now, Amber!

"I heard a lot about you!" she smiled.
"I hope it was all good."
"It was.... mixed. But the bad stuff sounded ridiculous. I heard you met Daniel. Is he nice?" she asked, but I was still stuck at the "mixed" stuff.

"Who was telling you the bad stuff?" I blurt out.
"Oh, I don't really know." she leans in "I was kinda drunk then." she chuckles and so do I.

She's nice! I like this company. Everyone is saying it's toxic, but it doesn't seem; to me at least.

She handed me the badge soon after our small talk and told me i'm excused to leave. What am I? A pet to be told what to do?

Fuck no!
(girl- that was cringe)

"How did it go?" Daniel asked the second I stepped out of Leonela's office.

"She's nice." I tell him and show him my black badge with my name and code written in white on it.

He agreed with me and we both got to the cafeteria. Daniel ordered for both of us, as he said, and I quote "I know what to get you, darling."

Just before we got our food, my phone rang. Unknown number, which is weird. I never get calls from them.

I answer the phone.

It was Lando, of course.

"How the hell did you get my number, Norris?!"

"When in hell did you get a job at RedBull, Monroe?!"

"None of your business, bitch."

"A lot of my business, you're kinda mine..."

"What the fuck gave you the confidence to think that, Landino?"

"Don't ever call me that again, or I swear to God-"

"I'm an atheist, honey."

That sushed him down for a second.

"Did you meet Danny yet?"

"You know him?"

"Well, yeah he was my teammate..."

"You're a fucking F1 driver, Norris?! Didn't care to tell me?"

"You said it yourself that you couldn't give a fuck less about F1, why would I say anything."

"To be honest, you're right. It wouldn't change anything. I still hate you."

"You won't get free dinner..."

"I'm silent."

After that I ended the call. I mean I said silent, right? It kinda sounds like "goodbye". No?

No, it doesn't, Amber.

I looked up from my phone and saw Daniel staring at me with his jaw almost on the floor.

"Are you okay, Dan-Dan?" I joke with him but he's still freezed in place.
"Daniel?"

"You know Lando, but didn't know he's a racing driver?" he finally got out after three long minutes of staring at me, munching in my animal-style fries.

"Well, he's my neighbour. And as I already said, I don't give a shit who drives in F1." I shrug, but Daniel puts a hand on his chest, offended.

"You and I are gonna have a big F1 talk after lunch, so you better watch out." he pointed his finger to me. "Also, what was all that about?" he smirked.

"He's taking me out for dinner..." I shrugged my shoulders and Danny whistled.
"Dinner. What kind of dinner?" he smirked and rubbed his hands against each other.

"As an apology. No need for the details..." I held my arms up in surrender.
"Oh, now I want the details!" he grinned, making me roll eyes at him.

"You know, I find you more attractive than him, but he offered me a free dinner." I say and look at my freshly done french manicured nails.

"Oh? So you find me attractive? That's a new." he chuckled and looked at me in the eyes.

Don't look away. Fuck, I looked away. Eye contact, can't do it.

"Anyway... why are you not a F1 driver anymore?" I asked curiously. His look falls down.
"Uhm, I don't know." he pinched the bridge of his nose.

"You don't have to tell me, I won't be mad, Dan-Dan." I smile and he scrunched his nose.
"Dan-Dan... really?" he laughed, making me laugh too.
"Well, of course." I say in a duh tone and flip my hair.

He just laughs at me.

"Anyways, I have to check something in the media room, wanna come with me?" he clapped his hand on his thighs and stood up.
(average balkan dad)

"Sure, why not?" I shrug and follow him.

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I got ready, dressed into a red, revealing dress, with a slit down my left thigh. I added some gold jewellery and styled my hair in a glamorous hairstyle.

I had five minutes left, which left me enough time to eat a piece of bread; I most definitely will not drink on an empty stomach.

Especially not with him.

After done, I drank a glass of water, put a gum in my mouth and walked put of my apartment to the parking garage.

Norris was already standing there, looking at something on his phone. His look lifted when he felt a presence next to him and I could swear I saw him check me out.

"You look stunning, pretty girl."

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