All three practised had ran rather smoothly if lita said so herself
In practise one she had managed to pull a p4
In practise two a p5
And in practise 3 she managed a p2
Better to go up rather than down right?
The sun was beginning to set as all the drivers fueled up on the Saturday after the third practise, it was safe to say lita had been living on burritos much to Max's dismay.
The horizons shone a beautiful lilac colour and the gentle breeze made the hairs on the back of litas neck stand tall like soldiers as she zoomed down the Mexican track
The minutes were ticking down and the seconds flying away in a rhythm like her heartbeat.
After 10 of the drivers had been knocked out during qualifying 1 and 2 it was now down to the reminder of two Ferraris, both redbull, both McLaren's, a Mercedes, an Aston Martin, an rb and a hass
"Okay Lola we have 4 minutes of qualifying left and you have a 2.436 gap with the Ferrari in front of you" the familiar French accent flooded into litas radio
"Oh Jesus" lita sighed as she came to the 8th turn "they really have to stop pests like you talking on my radio"
"I am not a pest" Aaron scoffed as his eyes narrowed on the data he was reading "and even if I was, I'd still have more style than you hold in your pinkie"
At that lita let out a scoff this was not the time to argue
"You wish" lita grumbled into her microphone as the view of the tale end of one of the Ferraris came into hindsight
Her finger hovered over the drs as both cars barrelled down the straight and towards the 8th turn.
Slamming on the breaks late causing them to cry out slightly with a spark, the brunette was able to get the front wing of her car slightly more ahead of the Ferraris before it went fully wide and ahead of her again
If only she could get to the first drs zone she'd have this in the bag.
Licking her bottom lip, lita slowly pushed the throttle as far down as she could, praying to whatever f1 gods that she'd reach the Ferrari with on a minute to go
As the sound of the drs being activity down the straight, litas thumb pressed down on it harder than she had
Hopeful she hadn't broke it off Christian was already confused how she broke off one of the knobs on her last years wheel
"Half a second left Lola" rung through ears
Her car inched slowly forward beside the farrago
"23 seconds"
Both cars were not side by side
"14 seconds"
The front of litas car slowly inches infront of the Ferraris
"7 seconds"
The Ferrari braked beside her of the next turn
"That's qualifying done."
Letting out a breath as she looked at her wing mirror with the sight of the Ferrari that was once in front now left in the dust of her redbull
"That's p2" Alex's voice eventually rang through the headset instead of her annoying brothers
"He'll yeah baby"
_________________________________Running a hand down his face as he walked away from the journalists, Daniel made his way down the rb garage and towards the rooms behind it
The Aussie had scored p10 which had been one of the best poles that he's achieved so far this year
The Mexico track had always been generous to him.
Pushing open his retirement room door, he didn't even bother to hit the lights quiet yet as he flung his water bottle on the couch
Zipping down the top of his suit Daniel let out a groan a groan as he flexed his back muscles that had become slightly stiff.
Tying the top of his race suit around his waist he came to a halt
What was that?
Furrowing his eyebrows, the Australian stopped still and quiet like a mouse before he heard it again
Snapping his neck towards the back of room there was only one place it could be coming from
The closet.
"Ghosts aren't real" was mumbled under his breath as he took light steps towards its
Narrowing his chocolate fudge coloured eyes, his hand reached out to grasp the cool handles of the handles
However before Daniel could pull it open it burst open itself in the blink of an eye.
"Boo!" Came the familiar sound of the French redbull driver as she now stood on her feet infront of the Australian who didn't seem impressed...?
"Nice try" a slow grin took over his face as he stared down at her
Looking up at him confused, lita furrowed her eyebrows "you weren't scared?"
"Nope."
"Not even a pep?"
"Nada"
"But-" she stuttered slightly as she grew annoyed
"Better luck next time rozier" he chuckled
"Nothing? You got to be kidding me!"
Au note// well hello lovely people, I do apologies for not posting last week your girl was at TAYLOR SWIFT! *insert round of applause*. I know I went a little dramatic for a qualifying but ah well however I did have a lot of fun going more into a Daniel scene for once starting to get excited for his book. I hope you enjoyed and let's hope for a triple British podium tomorrow
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Fanfic"Cause you and I, we were born to die.." Or In which: Lolita rozier "lita" and max verstappen despise each other that much that they can't stop thinking About one another. Real life Started: 28/9/23 Finished: Book 1 of 'young and reckless' series