Driving and living (F1 young)

Chapter 17

Noah's POV:

Time to go to Miami, my home race.

I don't have high expectations at all but let's see how it goes.

It's definitely not one of the tracks I like the most or that I think will be good for our car so yeah let's see what happens.

I got to my house while everyone else went to the hotel.

I have time to spend with my family before Thursday so yeah, time to have some fun!!!

It's Thursday!!

I'm happy and at the same time I'm not happy at all.

I'm going to have to do at least a hundred interviews, fuck my home race media stuff I don't want to do that!

The only thing I'm happy about is the track walk and a dumb video I'm going to film with Conrad.

I arrived at the track and got a message from Niko in the group chat saying that him and Ethan had something important to tell us.

I went to were they asked and once everyone got here they started talking.

-Sooo this may be a surprise or not but- Ethan
-Ethan and I are dating- Niko
-I knew it!!! Congrats guys!!- Mikas

We all said congratulation and left to do our fucking media stuff.

After god knows how long we finally were back and it was now time to sleep and be fully ready for tomorrow!

Dylan's POV:

My dad is here this weekend.

I hate it.

Even tho he's mostly with Max ge comes to me when ge has a chance and him being here does not help me make a good plan and say sorry to Luan.

Instead that plan is going to have to wait because since my dad's here I have to keep fake hating Luan.

So yeah Luan I'm really sorry for what I may say this weekend.

Anyway it's time for FP1.

I got inside the car and let's say FP1 didn't go as expected.

With me on P6 and Ricky on P10.

They are going to change a few things in both of our cars to see if they work better for FP2.

-P6?!- (We all know who (also his name will not apear so yeah when you don't see a name that'll be him))
-Father the car wasn't how it was supposed to be it's not my fault- Dylan
-Well that stupid rookie is P2!-
-I told you they settled our car wrong!- Dylan

If I hear him say that Luan is stupid one more time I'm punching him I swear.

-You better be P1 on FP2!-
-Yes father- Dylan

I sighed and left to my drivers room.

This is going to be a loooong weekend.

Julian's POV:

I was waiting for Luan after FP2.

I had been P3 and Luan P1 so I thought that maybe we could spend some time together.

-Jul, did you tell Carlos that I'm racing with a stupid compressive bandage?!- Luan
-What? NO! I haven't talked with your brother today Luan!!- Julian
-Then how the fuck does Carlos know about it?! You are the only one that knew about it!!- Luan
-I don't know!! Maybe the doctor told him or something! I swear I didn't!!- Julian
-Whatever- Luan

With that Luan left the room.

What the fuck?

I didn't tell Carlos about it!!

I know perfectly fine that if Carlos found out he wouldn't let Luan race.

Maybe someone overheard our conversation and told Carlos.

But if that happened, who could it be?

Anyway I'll just go to sleep and talk with Luan tomorrow.