DEARRIVAL

My first race

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Daniels_better_half ( y/n twitter account private) posted
Fred forces me to do an interview with the idiot😒

Y/n pov:
"Congratulations for the pole position. Do you think the first race will be a victory for Ferrarie?" Asked the interviewer Charles. "I hope so. The team worked hard to improve the car. I'm really looking forward to the race." Answerd Charles. "And you Y/n? How do you feel?" He asked me. " is that my question because im a rookie or because im a women? You ask Charles about stragety and chances and me only about how i feel. Before that you only asked me about my dress at the party." Is answerd. "Okay i apologize. It's your first year do you already feel like a part of the team? Are you two already friends?" He asked. Obviously Charles and i aren't friends but Fred told us to behave and act like were good teammates. "I love to be a part of the Ferrarie family. Charles is a good teammate." I answerd. "But he pushed you off the track?" The interviewer said. Charles chuckels wich makes me wanna slap him. "I did. She's a rookie. She should learn that racing is not easy and she should learn that from her teammate and not during a race from a rival." He answerd. He leans in to whisper into my ear. "But i still see you as my rival and I'm not really gentle to my rivals on the track." He whispered. I smile into the camera. "I wanna be worldchampion some day so i train everyday and i know I'm competing against my friends but i won't show any merci on the track." I say. I give Charles a devilish glance. After the interview it was time to get ready for the race. During the race i managed to get P2 beacause Max does a pit stop. "Y/n we're sorry but your not allowed to overtake. We dont wanna risk anything." I hear on the radio. "But he drives not so fast because of his tires. I could drive faster because i have new tires." I replied. "Negative stay behind him." We won. We actually won. In fact Charles won but im on the podium. P3 baby i did it. My heart never pounded so hard before. Not even at the beginning of the race because Seb has calmed me down. The fans are cheering. For us. But also for me; i think.

In the cooldown room:
"You did great y/n. Your brother is proud of you." Said Max to me. "You did amazing. Almost got Mr. You-Are-My-Rival." I said. "You do know i can hear you right?" Said Charles. "Yes and i decided to ignore your presence." I say smiling at him. He chuckels. "You can't stop smiling. Winning the race made you a real human." I said. He gets up and walks towards me. "It even makes me forget how annoying you are." He says. There's not much space between us and i have to look up to look into his eyes. It's a difference to his selfish and competitive side. On the podium we listen to the Monègasque and the Itilian National Anthem. For a few seconds Charles looks at me and it doesn't feel like we are rivals. As soon as everybody has their trophies chaos breaks out. It's funny even though i can't open my eyes and all i feel is champaign. For the first time ever i hear Charles Leclerc laughing and it's.... I can't explain it. It just feels like the sun on your skin. Not in summer when it's too hot but in spring when nature and wether tell you that life can be wonderful. My hair is wet because of the champaign. Charles notices how it sticks to my face so he puts it behind my ear while looking in my eyes. "Still golden like the sun." He said.

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Noy_french posted
I gotta say she looks good on the podium. But i cannot allow myself to be distracted by anyone.