Racing is life

45 ~ bogies

"You and your friend need to stay out of trouble for the whole weekend. I'm not dealing with the both of you behaving badly. Your friend will never come again." Charles states quietly to me as we stand outside the hotel, waiting for Olivia to grab her suitcase from the car.

"We will, I promise." I sigh, seeing Olivia walk over to us, and I smile at her, Charles walking into the hotel without saying another word. I think he's regretting letting me bring my friend.

"Come on." I say excitedly, reaching for her hand and pulling her along behind me, following Charles into the hotel and walking over to him.

"I've got a connecting room so you and Olivia will be in one room and I will be in the other." He states, slightly raising his eyebrows, seeming skeptical about his decision.

"Okay." I smile, grabbing the key card from his hand, but he moves it away before I can get it. He gives me a stern look, and I know that he is telling me to behave, but just doesn't want to say it infront of Olivia.

"You two go up to the room then. I'm just going to speak to Pierre." Charles says, handing me the key card and walking over to where Pierre and Kika are sat down on a comfy sofa.

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"Practice was so boring." I say as we walk into the hotel room. It's dark outside, and is nearly 10pm, as Charles kept speaking to everyone he saw while we were trying to leave.

"It was just like a normal practice session." Charles says, holding the hotel room door open so we can go in.

"It was boring." I say, nodding my head slightly, Olivia shrugging her shoulders in response.

"Anyway. You two get to bed. We have to be out of the hotel at 8am tomorrow morning." He says, as Olivia and I walk into our half of the room, pushing the door so it's almost closed, so we get a bit of privacy.

"Its not even late." I groan, sitting down on my bed and crossing my legs, and looking at Olivia who sits down on her bed.

"I know. I'm not tired." She says, groaning slightly. I lay down on my bed and sigh. I'm too excited to sleep. I want to go out somewhere.

"Let's go out." I say as a whisper so Charles doesn't hear us. Olivia furrows her eyebrows at me and glances over at the door connecting our rooms. "We will be fine, I promise." I add, seeing her slight worry.

"Okay." She whispers back to me, standing up off her bed silently. There is a separate door to our room than to Charles' so we can easily sneak out.

I grab the key card off the table between our beds and we open the door as quietly as we can before walking out into the hallway. I let out a small breath of relief as we quickly run down the corridor to get to the elevators to eliminate the possibility of Charles being able to hear us.

"Come on, come on, come on." I say quickly and quietly as I repeatedly press the button for the elevator. Olivia is stood beside me, and looks slightly scared. "Hey, we will be fine." I say quietly, giving her a hug.

An elevator finally opens and we get into it, the doors closing behind us as it starts to go down to the lobby. I'm silently praying that it doesn't stop on another floor and any driver gets in. We would be so screwed.

The elevator stops at the lobby floor and we walk out, not seeing any drivers or family members around. I let out a small breath and we walk towards the doors to go outside. Barcelona seems pretty safe at night, so we should be okay for an hour or two by ourselves.

"Where should we go?" I ask Olivia, who seems a lot less tense now that we are outside of the hotel.

"I need a drink." She says, looking up and down the street to try and find a small shop which could sell juice or water. "Not alcohol." She adds immediately. She hates drinking alcohol and hates being around people who are drunk.