authors note: i might actually write the race this time
i sat in my drivers room, white fireproofs on, blue and red racesuit tied around my waist. i heard a knock on my door and looked up as it opened. omfg it was christian.
'wow wee,' he says while wolf whistling me and checking me out.
'girl pls back up i cant with u,' i said letting out a sigh.
'js know ive got my hopes high for u baby cakes,'
'go molest max or smth i cant deal with this rn,' i growled.
'whatever you say!! neighhhh,' he replied pretending to jump on a horse and making hoof sounds as he trotted on out.
'wtf'
i got up and walked out and onto the track where i could see my car waiting for me. liams supra could never. someone handed me my helmet and pointed for me to get in. i got into the car, then someone whispered to me that there was 1 minute till the race started.
as i looked at the other cars i could spot lewis holding the hands of alia, as they talked and laughed with each i could practically see the sun beaming onto lewis, he was glowing with happiness.
i looked further up and could see lando aswell speaking with peta, her with a hand on his helmet and another on the halo of the car.
i looked to my left and saw oscar piastri, i expected him to be cowering at the sight of me like usual but instead i saw him giving me heart eyes and making a kissy face. i watched him write something onto a piece of paper then give it to a person standing by him, then signaling for them to run it across to me. i grabbed the paper and unfolded it to read. it said 'call me 0481 8181 8181' i tucked it into my helmet for safekeeping (zayla remember that you ARE y/n. bc its called y/n cassidy. so your very welcome for this)
30 seconds to go,'
everyone on the track split from the cars, and i watched lewis squeeze alias hand and drop it as she placed a kiss on his helmet, right on top of the 44.
it was happening
i watched the lights go out and slammed my foot on the accelerator, tryna make a quick getaway.
'ok and you are level with lachlan yeh.' i heard from my radio
'GIRL WHAT,' i said, shocked in pure disbelife
'who do you think replaced charles?'
'fair enough,'
i looked up to see higher up further up the track at the rest of the grid and saw liam lawsons bloody supra taking the lead from max. i cant with this bitch wheres his f1 seat????
lap 32
the race was about halfway done, oh goodness my ass was still stuck in p21, EVEN LACHLAN YEH WAS AHEAD OF ME
'oh baby girl i believe in you gorgeous you can do this,' i could hear christian trying to encourage me over the radio
'pls stop verbally raping me,' i replied back. christian was gonna catch a case bc i was barely legal.
lap 48
i had managed to catch up with a ferrari, so now we were side by side. the pitlane entrance was coming up and i heard an ear piercing scream and sobs coming from the ferrari.
'WHY WHY WHY WHY TF AM I SO UNLUCKY WHY WHY,' the ferrari was screaming as the swerved into the pitlane.
'what heppened there,' i asked over my radio
'ferrari boxed, we are sticking to the opposite of what they are doing,'
lap 56
second last lap. wtf am i supposed to do now. im p20 now, the pitstop made by the ferrari next to me set them back by 20 minutes.
'time to mario kart this bitch😈😈,' i said over the radio back to my team. i was abt to go beast mode.
'bitch you cant do that,'
'watch me fatty theres a reason your not driving this yourself you too fat,'
'oh ok'
i slammed my foot on the accelerator and whizzed OVER THE TOP of another car, pretty sure i killed that mf.
i found and opening in the barrier, and cut through the grass to the other side of the track.
'that was so illegal babes,'
'womp womp,'
lap 57
i was now right next to the supra, driving side by side. i fully sent it into turn 1 and in doing so slammed liam into the side of the track, to where his car would never recover. i heard a huge sccream come from him
'MY FUCKING CAR YOU FAT BITCH,'
it was ugly anyways boo hoo
suddenly, my tires went completely out, all four.
'puncture tires from debris, keep driving,'
'de vries? he was too shit hes gone now,'
'n- no not quite,'
i tried my hardest to hold on for the rest of the lap but my tires couldnt do it. my car came to a complete stop. i didnt know what to do so i js got out of my car and started running.
im ngl i could really run to far bc of all the weight i was carrying with my suit, but then i heard the vouce of an angel. it was mrs jan bro bro calling for me to hurry. i heard her and RAN FOR MY LIFE. i crossed the line and did a cartwheel in celebration.
the stands were cheering for me. a win on my f1 debut, im js too talented.
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