I woke up early the next day. It was Saturday, so I checked the F1 calendar and it was the qualifying today.
I was more interested in the race itself, but this could be a good practice for me and maybe I would meet someone who could give me VIP passes or something.
Wore a dress I never wore before. It was a long black one. I just wanted to blend in, didn't really know what the dresscode was.
So a black dress and red purse would do fine. Forza Ferrari and all that, right?
I walked out of my room, put on my expensive Dior sunglasses and waved at Enzo.
Didn't really want to tell him where I was going because if he knew I couldn't get in, it would actually blow my whole cover.
He thought I was filthy rich. The only thing he saw me do, was go shopping.
Shopping in Monaco and returning with a lot of bags, while staying in an expensive hotel in Monaco.
I couldn't blame him for thinking I was. I wanted him to think that.
There are a few things I leaned these past months.
Rule one: dress to impress.
I definitely did that. I was dressed in extremely expensive clothes, my makeup was done and I wore that expensive parfum.
Rule two: Walk like you own the motherfucking world.
Oh and I so did that too. I held my head high, walked up to an old guy who was wearing a suit, talking to his friends as if he owned the place.
They probably weren't his friends though, they probably just hung out with him because he was rich.
Exactly what I needed.
I walked up to him, put my sunglasses in my hair because I needed my eyes right now. They were definitely my biggest asset.
Big green eyes could literally bring you everywhere.
"Excuse me" I said as I looked at him and only him. He had to feel special. "Could you point me to the entrance?"
He turned his face to me, looked in my eyes and I knew I got him then and there.
"I will even walk with you if you want" he said.
"Oh that would be so nice but I don't wanna bother"
"Pretty girls like you are never a bother" he winked, he thought he did something there. "Excuse me lads, I will escort this one to the entrance" he said as he looked at his mates.
They all smirked and smiled. They also thought he did something.
He did nothing guys.
We walked to the entrance together, I opened my purse, acted as if I was looking for my pass.
"Oh no, I forgot my pass" I said a bit dramatically. "Now I will miss the qualifying if I have to go back"
"Don't worry, you can have mine, I will call my friend to get me another one" he said as he handed me his pass.
"Really? You don't need to do it, that's way too much" I said as I already grabbed his pass.
Didn't want him to rethink his decision.
"It's nothing really" he shrugged. "It's a VIP pass, so you can go to the Mclaren hospitality"
"Okay, thanks" I nodded.
"And I will see you there" he winked.
Yeah not really interested in that mate, but I still nodded.
We said our goodbyes and I walked to the gates alone. Scanned his pass and walked through the gates.
And that's how you get in the pad-
"I think you have your dad's pass" someone from behind me said.
Fuck, it that was security then I was fucked.
I turned my head, only to be faced with a guy, around my age. Not security at all.
"Oh shoot, really?" I rolled my eyes, walked a bit faster.
He walked after me. "Shouldn't you wait for you dad?" He chuckled.
"Why is that any of your business?"
"Because you seem lost, where are you going anyways?" He asked, looked at me as if he was suspecting something.
A few people were following him, a couple of people with cameras as well.
"Uh, the Mclaren thing" I answered.
"I will walk with you" he said, smiled and nodded at some people.
"You don't have to escort me" I mumbled.
Why were all these men exactly like the people who worked in those expensive stores? They couldn't leave you alone for a second.
"I am not gonna escort you" he said as he looked at his phone. "I have to be at the Mclaren thingy as well"
"Oh, right" I muttered.
We walked in silence to the Mclaren building. "It's here" he said as he pointed at a bright orange building.
Didn't say anything after that. Just walked in and acted as if I didn't exist anymore.
I wasn't used to that, at all.
I also didn't like it.
I had to shake it off, I had to find a way in here tomorrow as well.
But first, I was gonna enjoy the qualifying with some champagne.
