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"Girls, this is Charles." Francesca led the two girls towards the dark haired male she was pointing out. "He and Carlos are our drivers." she added, nodding towards the the man Charles was speaking with. As they approached the two men smiled at them and waved.

"Hello, you must be Myralina." Carlos grinned, flashing his perfect white teeth and reaching out to shake her hand. "Beautiful name." she chuckled. Most people liked her name until they had to say it more than twice a day.

"Thank you, but you can just call me Myra." she said. Charles came over to greet her as Carlos moved along to introduce himself to Colette who giggled giddily at the flattery.

"Nice to meet you. Could I ask where you're from? you sound French." she blushed at his comment. An effect of growing up speaking three languages was that she had a unique accent which was a mixture of her three native tongues. "Well my parents are Italian but I was born and raised in Paris." she answered, momentarily pausing to thank the man who had just brought her a coffee. "how about you?" 

"I'm from Monaco." he smiled, taking a coffee for himself as well. 

"Oh! I love Monaco! My brother has a house there." her brother had recently inherited a house in Monaco from their grandmother when she died. They had many memories as children of swimming at the beach and getting left alone at home while their parents went gambling or to big fancy events. Suddenly Francesca clapped loudly, signalling all of them to listen to her.

"Alright you guys, since its media day today we have a little schedule for you guys." she glanced down at her clipboard. "11:00am: we have a couple YouTube videos to shoot with you guys. Then at 12:30 boys you have to go sign autographs and girls you get to explore a little. at 1:00 girls you have to come back here so we can bring you to get your makeup done and pick your outfits, and boys you'll join at 1:25 okay? and then at 3:00 you get your lunch break and you boys are off to a press conference at 4:00." she took a big gulp of air. "all good?" Myra and Colette nodded.

"Have you ever considered a rap career?" Coco suggested slyly, causing Carlos to snort while Charles hid a smile behind his coffee cup. 

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"Mon dieu, am I ready for a nap or what!" Colette huffed as she threw herself down onto a bench.  

"Yeah, I'm totally beat." Myra agreed, sitting down next to her. It was 12:32 and they had just spent the last hour and a half filming YouTube videos with the drivers. "who knew being effortlessly hilarious is so much work!" she giggled. Suddenly Myra noticed Colette tense up. "What!?" Myra followed her wide eyed gaze to a spot about five meters away, where a man in papaya orange was standing, making friendly conversation with an interviewer.  Colette grabbed her arm in a painfully tight grip, causing Myra to wince slightly. 

"Oh my god Myr! It's Lando!" Colette squealed. "We have to go say hi!" She shot up off of the bench and took an eager step forward before Myra reached out an arm to stop her. 

"Wait! if you just go running up you'll interrupt his interview."  she gestured towards the interviewer who was passing a microphone to the curly haired driver. "We can go say hi after he is done." Coco begrudgingly agreed and so they waited, sipping on lemonades and chatting about the day until Myra noticed the Interviewer  packing up his things. "Okay lets go." The two girls made their way towards Lando, who was now checking something on his phone. As soon as they got close enough not to cause a disturbance Colette called out to him.