Fight

P. Two

LUNA
Swiping my finger to the left, I lock the filming on my Snapchat, filming the awesome people who came out today. The orange people are here for Max probably, even though I like to believe they also came for me. Not all but some, I'm close to half a million followers. Also knowing not everyone is on social media. It makes me curious how many people are here just for Max or for the both of us. But I also know there are fans from different countries supporting me. Like Italian, maybe even people from Bahrain. Who knows. Someone bumps into me when the truck stops, what makes me drop my phone. On the track. With an open mouth I watch my iPhone bouncing around and then the screen faces down on the ground. I'm fucked. I am so fucked. It broke for sure. I start to chuckle. Hiding my sadness behind the smile. But not really. It's just a phone. 'Sorry,' I hear the Australian say. Unable to do anything I watch my phone disappears into the distance as we start driving again. 'How?' I question out loud. 'I'm so sorry,' Daniel apologizes again. I shake my head. 'It's fine, really.' I nod turning around. 'I just need your phone for some music.' He laughs, what makes me laugh too. 'I'm serious though. Or go get it.' I try stop smiling, but it doesn't work. 'I'll go get it.' I'm just joking, he doesn't need to get it. I think one of the marcels will get it off the track. 'Your eyes are cool,' he changes the subject. Shyly I look down. I have Partial heterochromia, that basically means I have two different eye colors. My right eye is green with the lower half brown and continues a little up on the sides and also a thin line around my pupil. It's hard to explain. But I have to say it does look dope. My left eye is just normal green with tiny brown dots. I disliked my eye when I was younger, because I looked different than the other kids in my class. But my sister has the same so we helped each other through it. But I love my eyes now, they make me unique. Lola has the spot I have green brown, it's looks like a puzzle. Lola and I always always looked different than the other kids in the class in Italy. Because we aren't originally from Italy. We used to be the only blonde ones in the class. I look back up at Daniel smiling. 'Thanks.'

'Let me know how your phone ended up, will ya?' I nod. We step of the back of the truck thing, what ever you call it. 'I will. And I will steal your phone if it's bad and I really mean that. I need my music.' He smiles. 'I don't need my music?' I shake my head. 'No, you certainly don't. You aren't allowed not what you did to me. You deserve a 5 second penalty.' He laughs. 'A penalty, that's a good one.' I see the camera following us in the corner of my eyes. I take a sip of my water. 'Now I'm done with you bye.' I go a different way, we had to go different ways anyway. Daniel is a nice man. And not to forget pretty handsome.

'You're a life saver!' A man hands me my phone. The glass is broken but it's surprisingly still working. The sides have scratches too, but I have a, defiantly not perfectly working, bumper case, but I did save some. I enter the garage again, but leaving again on the other side. Walking over the pit lane too the Renault garage. All the way on the other side. I'm still surprised it still works. I definitely need to get a new one though. I see Daniel talking when I arrived at the garage, not entering it though. I wave my phone when he sees me. I can see him smile all the way from here. He says something to his engineer and then walks over to me. 'Does it still work?' His head phones are around his neck. 'Lucky for you it still does.' He blows out some air, with his hand on his chest. I smile. I show him my phone. 'It's fucked up though, but I can listen to music.' That's the only important thing, I really need music in my life. Really don't know what I would've done if there wasn't any music. 'Yeah, because I wasn't going to lean you my phone. Who knows you're going to cracked it up too.' He hands me my phone back. Hurt I look at him, with my mouth open. 'Bitch. I have to go now. Have a nice race Ricciardo.' I turn around. 'You too Power.' Smiling I walk away. I'm starting 13th today, behind Giovinazzi next to Hülkenberg. I think it's going to be an interesting race, hopefully I end up in the points. It's only my second race and I'm still getting used to my baby, I'm getting close. An f1 car is allot different than an f3 one. But I'm doing pretty good, if I say so myself. Starting 13 on my second race is good I think. I'm glad we had practiced, because I think other wise it would've made the races a bit harder. But today I wanna show them I can end up in the top 10. I hope..