Ice and asphalt [Charles Leclerc]

3.

On Saturday, Pierre qualifies seventeenth, and he isn't happy with it at all. We sit at the RedBull terrace, joined by more drivers as they finish debriefing and analyze data. "Lando, you can sit next to Louise; she's the same age as you," Carlos says with a chuckle as he and Lando walk up to us. "You're just jealous that you're closer to retirement," I say to him as I've known him for a longer period of time when he and Pierre were both part of RedBull. But Lando does sit down next to me while Pierre sits on the other side of me and Max sits opposite me.

Daniel Ricciardo, Sebastian Vettel, and Alexander Albon also join us as they talk about their winter breaks. Charles also sits with us next to Pierre, but I ignore him so he might as well not be here at all. Max eventually gets up to grab some food inside and he comes back with two yoghurts. "You want one?" He asks me as he holds up one of the cups and I want to answer but someone starts speaking before I can even speak myself. "She can't have those; she's lactose intolerant," Charles speaks up from beside Pierre who looks shocked at Charles by the fact that he's even listening to Max saying something to me, and to be fair, I'm also shocked by it. "I can speak for myself, Charles," I say to him with a little irritated tone as I have that with him. "But it is true," I say when I turn my attention back to Max. I give him a soft smile that he returns.

"How was the museum on Thursday, by the way?" Lando asks as now we're only sitting at the table with Pierre, Charles, and Max. "It was really cool; I got to see the Mona Lisa up close as it was projected on this big screen. It was at one point like you were walking in the landscape of a painting, but I was kind of disappointed as they didn't show any of Vincent van Gogh's painting," I say with a smile on my face as thinking back to it makes me excited all over again. "Why Van Gogh?" Lando asks. "He's my favorite artist, but I'm planning on going to the exhibition in London when we're going to Silverstone. As they have a whole collection of his paintings there," I say, happy to be talking about art instead of racing.

"It makes sense that you like him; he was crazy, and you are too," Charles says, joining in the conversation and Pierre just signs and probably thinks here we go again. "You're not that likable either, Charles," I say turning to him. "My fans and my girlfriend are not complaining," he says with a smirk and I start fake coughing acting like I'm choking, causing Pierre to slap me on my back. "Are you okay?" He asks with slight concern. "No, there's no room for air here with Charles's ego," I say turning to Charles again. "Can we go?" I ask Pierre when I turn to him and he simply nods while Lando is trying to hold in his laugh from beside me, while Max just looks at me with this satisfied smile.

We get back to the hotel and I leave Pierre alone as he was going to look at the strategies for tomorrow, and sitting in the same room as him wasn't going to be any fun as he was irritated by it all. Instead, I go back to my room and do some drawing that I had started on Thursday in the museum, before getting ready for bed and going to sleep excited for tomorrow's race.

The next morning I get myself ready, I put on a silk white mini dress that I got sent by my sponsors YSL they keep sponsoring me as I have a big following on social media. And I post a lot of art and outfits on there, so they still send me clothes to wear even when I'm not skating anymore. And when they heard I will be at the paddock the whole season, they sent me a whole wardrobe as they know there will be thousands of cameras around the paddock. I pair it with one of the heels they sent me, not the high ones with their logo under it. I love that one but I can't walk on those all day so I settle for one with a smaller heel. After that I put on some makeup, putting on some eyeliner making my big hazel eyes look even bigger. And I do a blowout on my brown hair that is filled with blonde highlights, when I'm done it's giving nineteen's blowout and I'm obsessed with the result.

I go to the track with Arthur as Pierre and Catarina are already at the track. Catarina is Pierre's girlfriend, and she arrived yesterday evening so I haven't seen her yet. "Are you ready for the paparazzi?" Arthur asks as we almost enter the paddock. Pierre started racing in 2017 and I've not been to many races, as he started at Malaysia and all the tracks after that were just too far away. I was also still homeschooled at the time and skating full time, as I was seventeen at the time. And the 2018 season I was planning on going to some more races but after I went to Monaco in May and fell two months later in July, going to a race wasn't really an option.