Stargirl || CL16

Chapter 19

Monaco 2019 was one of the best weeks of my life, Charles won on the Sunday, I kept my promise for that night. Then on the Monday night, when I tell you I had never partied that hard in my life, I had never partied that hard in my life. I won't be doing it again the hangover on Tuesday was inexplicable, I could barely move. It was okay though because me and Charles were staying in Monaco for the rest of that week, mainly because he wanted to try and get through to Arthur. It kind of worked but not as well as we had hoped. 

I had to leave on the Friday, the next race was Barcelona. I had to brainstorm with the team to figure out what we could do for the Instagram. I hadn't been back to work since the whole video thing got leaked. Although the quiz videos did really well and I got Mia to post some teasers for Barcelona like a countdown every few days. 

The idea I eventually landed on for Spain was Porron drinking. Porrons are like traditional Spanish wine pitchers. You pour from the spout into your mouth without it touching your lips. I remember when Fernando found one in his house and was trying to teach me how to use it. I did some more research into them and they were originally from Catalonia, which is perfect considering Barcelona is in Catalonia. 

I sent the group chat a few videos of how to do it, they were all dreading having to do it. That was a sign of a good idea. 

Me and Charles were planning to get to Spain on Tuesday so we can go to Coruna. He invited Carlos and Isa to come with us, they were both already in Spain so were obviously on board to come. 

My tattoo was also healing nicely, I didn't have to wear the wrap on it anymore. The Sun were disappointed to find out it wasn't Charles' face. I liked having this constant reminder of my dad on my arm, it felt as though he could never leave me now. Although I never showed it I missed him so bad, it's been ten years but you never quite get over it. I keep thinking about how much I wish he could meet Charles, he would love him. 

Today I was leaving Italy for Spain. It's now four in the afternoon, I planned an evening flight to Barcelona, so that I could get some sleep in my hotel when I got there and then be revitalised to go out the next day. I had five hours till I had to be at the airport so I decided to go to town. 

I barely ever got to come back here, I was always away. Town always brought me back to that day me and the boys went out for my birthday, it was one of the first times I'd felt properly happy since my dad had died. I suppose I should've noticed then that that meant Lola obviously wasn't as good a friend as them lot. I wish I did then I wouldn't have gone through the whole Aaron thing. But life lessons and all that jazz. 

When I got there, there was a small little cart selling vintage racing merch, except she had reworked it into like corset and tank tops. It was all really cute. 

"Ciao" I greeted her, she just looked back at me in shock.

"Are you Estrella Alonso?" Her Italian accent was strong. 

"Yeah, nice to meet you" I love being recognised, but only when it's positive like this. 

"Are you interested in getting anything?" Her eyes were full of hope.

"Yeah, I could see all your stuff from afar and it looked really cool, I was hoping to get some of this Ferrari gear" 

"Would you mind if I gave it to you for free, and then you can just post in it, it would really boost my shop" 

"I would happily do that, I don't need it for free I'll still pay" She straight away pulled a bag out from under the desk, putting some of the Ferrari clothes in it. 

"Don't be silly, if you post it more people will buy" She gave me the bag. 

"No honestly it's fine, I'd feel like a bad person if I didn't pay" I told her tapping my card on the machine. Although the stuff was quite expensive, I could definitely afford it my job was well paying and my uncle was a six time world champion F1 driver.