matilda | MV01

05 | qualification

++++ and i know i was wrong

but i won't let you down ++++

SPARKS coldplay

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So she found herself with her helmet on half an hour before the session started. The Dutch girl was just walking around the garage until Charles found her.

"Senna, are you seriously suited up already? Carlos hasn't even got his suit on!" Charles laughed and it made Senna smile. How could one person be so happy? Senna had always wished she could be that happy one day, but it seemed nearly impossible. Especially recently, with the football season wrapping up, and the pressure mounting on her F1 career.

"Yeah, they want me out first." Senna admitted and Charles nodded. He wouldn't know much about strategy, he's been with Ferrari his whole career anyway.

"Good luck then, but you're not gonna beat me this time." Charles said and pointed in her direction. Senna chuckled but shrugged at him.

"We'll see then." She said before walking off towards her car. If she hopped in now, she could just sit while people talked. That seemed like a good plan, so she went straight in.

"Ready to go already?" Winston asked when he saw her walk up. Pit crew and mechanics were still working on the car as she now sat in it. Winston was leaning on a stack of tyres a bit back though.

"Yeah, I'm already sick of today." She admitted and the older man laughed. He couldn't help but agree with her.

"Well, let's get pole in qualis and it'll make it better." He said and she nodded. Now with her visor flipped down, Senna was just looking at the data from her sprint race in front of her.

"Which plan are we keeping this session?" She asked and looked up to Winston for an answer.

"Should be able to stick to A the whole time." Winston said happily. Senna hummed in response as she looked around the paddock now. She knew her dad would be gone already, but she didn't really know what to think of it.

Senna mumbled a song which was stuck in her head whilst waiting to be called out on track. The head mechanic though, Mikael, heard her and chuckled.

"What's so funny?" She asked as she smirked over to him. Mikael didn't know her too well, so she was excited to see his reaction.

"Nothing." He said and they both paused in an awkward silence.

"Wonderwall, really?" Mikael finally asked and Senna scoffed.

"Hey, if you were around footballers as much as I am, you would never have it not in your head." Senna smiled. Mikael laughed loudly at the response as he now took off the tyre warmers. Senna was ready to go out. 

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In a way, she was relieved her dad wouldn't be here. No more punishments, and she could say whatever she wanted through the radio.

"Radio check." Winston's voice sounded through her headphones and Senna sighed.

"The FIA said no?" She responded.

"Take a wild guess." Winston said as Senna jokingly shook her head. Her car was taken off the stands and released into the pit lane. She watched as the clock began, and pulled out of pit row.

"Can I just do one test lap? The tyres are feeling great and I don't want to waste that." Senna pleaded and Winston gave in.

Senna cheered quietly and fist pumped her halo at the news. She began to run through the lap, remembering all of the lines to keep from yesterday.