Bahrain 2024
I slide my paddock pass around my neck before fixing my hair. My short light blue dress falls right above my knees, ensuring I won't overheat at the track today. I double check that my converse are tied as I spin in the mirror, trying to get a good look at the whole outfit. My brown hair falls gracefully around my face and on top of my chest.
"Callie let's go!" Logan yells from outside the bathroom . I groan, slipping my sweater on just incase I get cold, as I know I'll be at the track until late and it can get chilly in Bahrain. I open the bathroom door and walk into the hotel room where my best friend sat waiting for me.
Logan and I have known each other for as long as I can remember. He is the closest thing to a brother that I have. His parents basically adopted me when we were younger, always being at his house and never my own. I've always supported him through all of the races, always trying to be there for him. Once he joined Formula 2, I started traveling with him. Which I still do, especially now since he's in F1.
"You ready?" Logan asks, pulling himself up off his bed. He's wearing a Williams shirt and a pair of jeans. His dirty blonde hair is a mess, which I guess is normal for him.
"Yea," I answer, grabbing my camera bag and phone. My camera bag held my room key and all my cards so I wouldn't have to carry another bag. Logan opened the door, letting me walk out first. I smiled up at him as we got on the elevator and headed downstairs.
"So what are your plans while I'm in meetings and stuff?" Logan asks as we step off the elevator and into the main lobby of the hotel. I think for second, trying to decide between a couple things.
"Wander around a bit. Might get some photos of the boys. Worse comes to worse I'll camp in your drivers room with a book," I tell him and he nodded in response. He helps me into the rental car before getting into the drivers side. He backs out of the parking spot, driving through the crowds of people to get to the paddock.
We arrive at the paddock fairly quickly and I link my arm with Logans as he leads me into the paddock. Cameras go off all around us as Logan and I enter. Fans scream at Logan, asking for autographs and pictures. It makes me smile to see how much people care about Logan and enjoy having him around the paddock. We part ways, him going to the Williams hospitality while I begin to walk around, snapping pictures around the paddock. It's media day, which means most of the drivers are out doing photos and playing around.
"Calliope!" I hear a familiar voice yell, making me snap my head towards where it came from. Lando is waving frantically at me. I chuckle at him and walk over to him, embracing him in a quick side hug.
"How's it going Lando?" I ask when we pull apart and start walking towards the McLaren building. He lets out a loud sigh and starts to jokingly complain about how long it's been since he last saw me.
"I haven't seen you in forever. Like it's been so long. You're literally never around when I need you most. Like you leave me Oscar all the time and he's so annoying," Lando jokingly expressed, making me chuckle.
"I literally saw you a week ago," I reply making him wave his hand at me, dismissing my statement. We neared the McLaren building, where Oscar was sitting outside on his phone. I smile up at him, sending a small wave his way. He ignores it, but calls out to Lando.
"Hey Lando! We gotta go film something," Oscar says, standing up. He pockets his phone, staring straight past me. Lando sighs and gives me a sympathetic look before running up the stairs of the hospitality. As the two papaya boys disappear behind the glass doors I turn my attention towards the center of the paddock. With a forced smile, I make my way to where the RB and VCARB boys are.
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i'm yours // OP81
Fanfiction"Oscar," I whisper, my eyes darting a round the room, searching for the man who is the only reason i'm in this room with these people. A hand sneaks around my waist, and just based on the roughness of the hand, I know it's his. "I'm here, Calliope...