"Em, wake up darling" I hear dad say as he walks into my room.
I slowly wake up as I eventually open my eyes adjusting to the brightness outside.
"I'm so tired" I yawn while still laying in bed.
"It's 10:30 Emma you've been asleep for ages" he says while shaking his head.
"Huh but we are normally at the track by then" I say confused
"We don't have to be there till 1pm practice isn't till the evening since it's a night race"
"Then why did u wake me up so early?" I say annoyed
"Because you can't stay in bed all day you went to bed at like 9pm last night"
"Yeah and I was tired"
"Ok well get out of bed soon we have to leave at 12:30"
I go on my phone for about half an hour and then finally get up and have a shower and get ready.
I decide to wear a pastel pink dress with gold jewellery and sandals.
Yesterday was so hot and I did want to boil like yesterday when i was wearing joggers.
"Em we need to go hurry up"
"Coming" I say as I finish putting on my mascara
"Why's that dress so short?" Dad says pissed off
"It's not it's literally mid thigh"
"Emma you know that's not appropriate to wear your eleven and it's only just past your bum"
"It's fine and It's so hot outside"
"Doesn't mean you can wear that" he says while rummaging through my suitcase
"Wear this instead" he says whilst handing me a light blue dress
"I hate this dress it's so long" I say annoyed
"I don't care your not wearing that and we are now running late so hurry up and get changed"
I get changed knowing I wasn't gonna win this argument. I put it on and look at myself in the mirror.
I hate it. It's literally past my finger tips.
I stomp out my bedroom once I'm changed I hated it so much.
"See that looks a lot better" dad says while looking at me
"Ugh I hate you so much, this dress is so ugly the other one was fine" I moan
"I'm not arguing about this anymore let's go we are late again"
We leave and it's nearly 1pm. We are always late I'm pretty sure they just tell us to get there earlier than we are meant to because they always know we will be late.
We finally arrived as we went straight to the garage as it was about to be the first practice session.
"I didn't know you were gonna be here this weekend Emma" toto says while smiling at me
"Well I didn't either.."
"Yeah that's because this one's got in trouble at school and can't come back till Monday" dad says interrupting
"Do you honestly have to tell him everything?" I say trying to not to laugh
"Yeah obviously"
"Yeah well that doesn't mean you had to come get me" I state
"Yeah well we will talk about that later" dad says as he wonders off to his drivers room
Fp1 was now over as it was finally starting to get darker before fp2 started. This race was really important for dad. He needed to win this race to be on equal points with max verstappen the championship leader so far.
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On my own-lewis Hamilton
FanfictionEmma Hamilton an 11 year old girl well known for being her dads daughter- LEWIS HAMILTON- what will happen as she goes through her teenage years and tries to find her own identity