"i sometimes don't think you know how proud i am of you ashlea"
ashlea
HONESTLY WAKING UP AND REALISING YOU FIND SOMEONE YOUR SUPPOSED TO HATE GOOD LOOKING ISNT IDEAL. even worse when it's oscar piastri. how would i end up with him? getting my friendship with lando to be normal. that would ruin my life.
i've been home for a week and today is comp day. i'd be lying if i said i wasn't nervous. i opened my phone to see a few goodluck texts from my friends, family and suprisingly a few f1 drivers. i smile and get up and put my hair in a bun and grab my costumes and slip into my black leotard and put on my makeup and slip on my black sweatpants and look in my wardrobe, no hoodies, wait there's one... oscar's.
it won't matter no one will notice. i slip on his hoodie and smile as i get a wiff of his scent. i put on socks and uggs and get into my car. i drive to starbucks and order a iced coffee then make my way to the competition. i get a incoming facetime from my group chat. i awnser it and i discuss my nerves and feelings on my way. when i get to the theater i say goodbye to sabine and ariana and check my phone.
i awnser my goodluck texts with a simple 'thank you x' before shutting off my phone, finishing off my coffee and entering the theatre. one of the voulenteers takes me to my dressing room, i thank him before setting myself up. i find out where the pracitce room is. i go into the room, take off my shoes and put on my pointe shoes and i make a quick post to instagram.
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