The Secret of Us // Oscar Piastri

03

The boys made their way backstage, guided by a few of the venue's security guards. They walked through a few corridors and the walls were lined with poster's of pervious people and bands that had performed there. When the security guards came to a halt, the drivers found themselves at the door of a room. They said their thank yous to the guards as they made their way back down the corridor, leaving the boys to it.

"George, knock." Lando said, his impatience getting the better of him. "Huh?" George said. "Well, the door's not just going to magically open is it?" Lando sassed. "Ooo, he's getting snappy. He must be hungry." Carlos cooed. "Yes." Lando said. "And there's probably food in there if he would knock on the door!" Lando huffed. It was then that the door came swinging open and Lando was met with the girl he was ogling on stage. Now he was the one with lips agape and Oscar was the one to notice. Just like Lando, he chuckled and kept what he had seen to himself.

"You know we can hear you?" The blonde girl asked, she was wearing a black ribbed tank-top and green cargo pants. "I did not." Lando said, pressing his lips together and putting his hands in his pockets.

"I have never seen Lando this awkward." Charles whispered to Carlos, who nodded. "I know." He said, followed by a "Is he blushing?" from max who stood behind the two Ferrari drivers.

When Lando just started at the girl for what felt like forever, Oscar spoke up. "Uh, we're looking for Casey." He said. "This is her brother," he put his hand on George's shoulder. "and we're his friends." He gestured to himself and the others.

"Yeah. I know." Is all the girl said. She then pulled the door open further to reveal Casey sat at a vanity, facing them all with a smile on her face. The drummer was sprawled out on the floor, looking very tried. "Hey, guys!" Casey greeted as she rose from her seat and came to hug each of the drivers who stood in front of the door. When she got to Oscar, she could feel his body tense at her touch but she didn't say anything.

"Come in." Casey said, walking back into the dressing room. "And just step over Rowan." She chuckled.

"Cheers, Case." Rowan piped up, sarcasm casing his voice like a capsule for his words. "Don't lay on the floor if you don't want to be stepped over." She joked as she sat back down at the vanity. "Don't book flights for the same day we perform if you don't want me to lay on the floor." He quipped, making her roll her eyes with a smile. As this was happening, the drivers had made their way into the room and sat down on the leather sofas that were in the room.

"Have you given any more thought to what we walked about?" George asked his sister and Casey looked at him in the mirror as she took her make-up off. Casey only really liked wearing makeup on stage or for special occasions, otherwise she'd be barefaced.

"Sunday, you mean?"

"Yeah. Do you know if you're still here?"

"We are. We don't leave until Monday. We're performing here tomorrow night, and then again on Saturday night too."

"So you'll come?"

"I would, but I don't want to leave Audrey and Rowan alone."

"You talk of us as if we're children." Rowan pipped up from the floor. "Well, you're yet to prove to me that you're not." Casey said, not even turning around to look at him.

"Come on, you've never been to one of my races before." George said, looking her through the mirror. His eyes were wide, like he was pleading with her.

"I'm sorry-" Casey began, but she was cut off by Oscar. "Couldn't Audrey and Rowan just come too?" He asked, making Lando smirk.

"Oh, yeah." George said, the thought not occurring to him. "I can get them passes too."

"Okay, well then I'll say yes for her because I am a massive motorsport fan." Audrey said, receiving a look from Casey.