Rumour has it | m.verstappen

1. Here we go again.

The familiar sound of cars flying around on the asphalt track rung throughout Litas ears as she pulled back into the redbull garage after a good 2 hours of practise.

Flicking up her visor and pulling of the familia dark blue helmet with the number '42' stamped on it and balaclava, lita pulled herself out of the redbull car feeling tired and unfortunately sweaty.

"That was some good laps lita" Tori, lolitas pr manager voice filled the garage. "Keep that up tomorrow and you'll fancy yourself another pole."

Tori Barron has been lolitas pr manager since back in her f3 days. The girls had met back when tori had just finished her internship and was assigned to Lolita since her last one had retired, Lolita had been running to get to a meeting on time and as clumsy as she is had bumped into the other women spilling her coffee all over her.

Profoundly apologising for a good minuet and promising to make it up to the unfamiliar women, Lolita started running again to get to the meeting where tori had ended up walking in 10 minutes later and being introduced as her new pr manager, Lolita spent the next week bring her coffee each day to make up for it which tori said was silly and tried to dismiss it saying it was fine even cracking a few jokes about it. From that day on the two girls have been as thick of knives, with tori moving with Lolita to f2 and then f1 when she was promoted. It was almost as if that first day had been fate.

"Your only saying that because it's apart of your job tori" lita snorted as she pulled off her racing gloves. " maybe your right, wouldn't want to get the sack because I havent praised you enough"

"So what have I done to be graced by your sarcasm on this lovely evening" lita looked over to the tall blonde women with a grin as she unzipped her racing suit letting the top half hang down around her waist, revealing her white nomex shirt.

"What? Am i not allowed to visit my favourite racer on this fine sunny Thursday" tori gasped dramatically as she hugged her clipboard towards her chest

"One I'm pretty sure you have admitted multiple times how Alonso is your favourite driver so I think your in the wrong garage" lita snickered knowingly. "And two you never just come to see me for fun, it always has to do with something else"

"Okay, Alonso is my favourite driver but as far as my boss is concerned you are" lita rolled her eyes at that but couldn't help but giggle "but I'm serious. Christian was holding a meeting with the pr managers so I thought I mays well come see you while I'm here"

With that information lita narrowed her eyes with suspicion. "And why would Christian call for the pr managers"

At that toris eyes widen slightly, "I'm not gonna lie to you lita, it was about max and yours behaviour again." Lita couldn't help but roll her eyes as max's name was brought up.

"It's not my fault he's always a dick" she groaned annoyed, "lita language" "what? I'm just saying all I've ever tried to do since day one was to be nice to him but apparently he doesn't know what that is, it's his fault most arguments break out"

Tori sighed knowingly. It was true, since the first day that lita had arrived at the red-bull garage 2 years ago she hadn't been anything but friendly to those around her just like most times. However when it came to greeting max verstappen he had done nothing but give her the cold shoulder which Tori knew immediately pissed lita off, being the hot headed girl that lita is any time max said something rude she would retaliate just as childishly.

the problem started off small where both parties would ignore each other which Christian and Tori had put down as max and lita not really knowing each other and just needed a little time to adjust to being team mates, but then it seemed to just go down hill from there.

The cold shoulder would fall to little snide comments, to harsh hidden comments about each other during interviews, to then full blown out back and forth arguments in-front of the garage after most races,

Tori could tell just how much that Maxs attitude had an affect on Lolita, never in the years that she had been working as litas pr manager had she seen anyone get under the girls skin as much as max has managed too in the past 2 years.

"I know that lita bu-" tori's kind voice was cut off by the sound of a car pulling into the paddock, pulling both girls attention and other engineers attention as well.

Out of the other red bull car had came the last person lita had wanted to see today. Max.

Pulling off his white helmet with the number "1" imprinted on it and then his balaclava, max pulled himself out of the car as his pr manager came over to greet him aswell.

Lita look away with a quiet scoff, however this scoff hadn't been as quiet as she had originally fault since max snapped his head towards the sound, his blue eyes falling on the brunette girl and a grim look clouded them

stocking over annoyed he stopped in-front of her, "lonnie." max spoke as he stared down at her with an annoyed smirk tugging oat his lips, he knew just exactly how much the name irritated the girl

"Emilian." Lita spoke back tauntingly as she knew just how much max hated her calling him by his middle name. This caused his jaw to tense.

"you were slow on the tracks"  max sniped at her. "Hope you don't plan to try get pole at qualifying this weekend, god knows you'll be lucky to even get p12 at that rate". Ouch.

"Oh please" lita replied with an annoyed eye roll, "like you were doing any better. I saw you with corner 8, you do realise you could of went faster than you did right? The corner isn't a delicate china plate that your great aunt has in her house"

this caused max's eyes to fall into a natural glare. "Whatever you say lonnie, we both know who the better driver is between us" max replied annoyed taking a small step closer "and spolier alert, it sure as hell isn't you."

And with that max turned away and stocked off before lita had the chance to snap back which left her fuming. But to tori's relief it hadn't blown up as she has expected which saved her the stress of trying to break the two hot headed drivers apart.

God, did lita hate max and his stupid annoyed smirk.