Authors note:
Thanks for reading my first Book ever written. It was a lot of fun to write this down. If you can tell or not I wrote this in probably two weeks. And obviously I am not a native speaker/writer but as we now from Wattpad by now - these are the spiciest stories. Nevertheless, I wanted to make this as real as possible. I included a lot of thought process, as you will see Liz overthinks situations a lot ... something I *think* a lot of us can relate to.
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I looked in the mirror and was quite happy with the artwork I achieved today. The face looking back at me would never be as flawless as Elsa's perfect angel-face and never get the same reactions as Sarah's, but today it definitely looked better than the last couple of days.
I have been exhausted for quite some time and the dark circles under my eyes seemed to have become a chronic illness from all those sleepless nights. In some way it was my fault – since I wanted the promotion at work, I have been working way too much, way too intense and simultaneously trying to keep up partying with my girls – it really was my fault to be honest.
My girls. That's Elsa, Sarah and Naomi. As mentioned Elsa is an literal angel. She not only has the most perfect face and wavy blond shiny hair – she also simply is the cutest person you can imagine. Elsa's sister Sarah had the same hair, but where Elsa's features were cute, Sarah's were sexy. She really is the star of every show and got invited to private events and parties as soon as she turned 18. She kind of is the reason we got here in the first place. Naomi is the best friend of the sisters and they have been friends since forever as they literally grew up next to each other. They are all from a small neighborhood in our city and I met them through my ex-boyfriend Nate. Nate is the best friend of Naomi's boyfriend Samuel and that's how I got to know the girls. Our friendship lasted while Nate's and my relationship broke due to lack of common ground, I guess. I thought I loved him, but he never really got me. He didn't understand my passion for my job, he got jealous so easily – especially thinking of my patients – and in the end my love was not enough to oversee these things and the lack of emotional closeness. He did not take it well when I called it quits - as I hear from Naomi. Which is kind of awkward since it has been two years now and he should move on just as I did. Anyway, I am so happy the girls did not break up contact with me after our breakup. I enjoyed our group so much and we have lived through great experiences the last couple of years. So will this trip be. We finally made it to this weekend. We have been looking forward to this trip for so long – especially me since I have been a Formula One fan for a long time.
Sarah has met this guy Ryan, who had some affiliation with Ferrari's Formula One Team. Makes sense since she met him at an automobile event, I guess. After only a few dates he has invited her to come to a race in Europe and Sarah has declined first. She can be very manipulative with these things and in the end she got the trip to the race. But not only for her, but for our whole girls-group. And it was not only tickets, but this guy really bragged about knowing the drivers and so on – he said we would be in the garage during the Grand Prix and at all important parties. I think Sarah did not really get what an immense opportunity this was, but me as a Formula One fan probably got more excited than all of them combined.
I inherited the enthusiasm for this sport from my dad. While he indeed was a Ferrari fan, I did not really have a standing commitment to any team. I simply enjoyed the sport, the engineering going into it and the team effort it takes to build these cars. Of course, the drivers were kind of the stars of the show and I definitely knew all of them and their stories, but again I had not really a favorite sportsman. I mean talking as a young woman and talking about looks, there would definitely be some more interesting drivers than others – but I am not an idiot and can distinguish sport from female gaze. And looks are not character – best example therefore would be my ex Nate.
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