Past and Present

14

Publishing this ahead of the Imola GP; I might get busy in the coming weeks. But hopefully I still get to work on this during the weekends. I already have a few chapters waiting to be published anyway. 

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SPANISH GRAND PRIX; Present year

As soon as Lando and I arrived in Barcelona the other night, I asked him to drop me off to the hotel where the Mercedes team, including my dad, is staying. Lando actually offered to get me a room at the Hilton hotel that they were staying at since it's one of McLaren's major sponsors; but I turned it down and just reasoned that I wanna stay at my dad's place.

But the truth is, I don't want to cause any unnecessary rumors with Lando that might distract him from the race.

So that means I'm riding with my dad to the paddock again, but this time, i'll be staying at the McLaren hospitality. I decided to wear a simple cream colored wide leg trousers, a white backless crop top, with a powder blue striped button down dress shirt that I rolled the sleeves up; I finish my look with a pair of white chuck taylors and a pair of chunky gold hoop earrings then I put my hair to a low bun.

Today is quali day, I've been firm that I didn't want to watch the Grand Prix because that means i'll be seeing Charles around the paddock. But since Lando open up about being upset over it, I decided to not attend the Free Practice only; which was yesterday and just explored Barcelona on my own while my friends work.

After my Monaco Grand Prix attendance, I decided to be active again on my primary Instagram account and with that also means that I'm opening a part of my life again to public scrutiny. I also decided to finally unblock Charles in all of my socials; except for the dummy account, that's still for specific people only.

As soon as we arrive in the paddock, journalists and photographers swarm around me and my father; taking endless photos of mainly Dad but I was asked by some to smile as well. Giving what they want, I smile softly at everyone despite being in a sour mood all morning.

It's too early for me to give out pleasantries to people around the paddock. Also, I haven't gotten my coffee fix yet and I'm sleep deprived because the boys took me out to go karting with them last night.

"I thought you'll be staying at McLaren?" Dad asks as we enter the Mercedes hospitality.

"I think Lando's not here yet." I answered my dad as I look around the hospitality as if Lando's going to be seen here. I fish my phone from my bag to text Lando.

Schuyler: Where you at?

Lando: On my way to the paddock.

Schuyler: I'm already here, could you make a stop a grab me some coffee?

Lando: We have coffee in the hospitality, Sky.

Schuyler: Ugh, fine.

"He's still on his way. Anyway, I'll head to Max and Kelly first." I told my dad as I briefly hug him and kissed him on the cheek.

I head out of the Mercedes hospitality to head to Red Bull and catch up with Max and Kelly - since our time in the yacht was cut short. I'm busy browsing on my phone when I heard a familiar voice. I stop to my tracks to look for that voice. There's no way, I am hearing that voice right now.