Cold Hearted (Formula One)

1 - 'You're like the ice Queen and King'

Notes about Cold Hearted:
~Some characteristics of real life characters have been changed to fit the story. For example, Kimi is aged 26, not 35 which would have been his actual age.
~The story starts off in 2014.

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What do you think about when you see, or hear, the words Formula One? There are many options. You could think about the beautiful girls, or the athletic boys. The wealthy celebrities walking around, or the WAG's that wander aimlessly around the garages. You could also think about the money. The millions of pounds spent to make the car fractionally faster, or the millions of pounds given to the drivers. The amount spent to travel to a race, or the amount spent to make a race. What about the environment? The damage made to the ground that the track is built on, or the pollution?

If you asked this question to someone involved in Formula One, the answer is easy. It isn't anything to do with money, people or the environment. It is to do with the adrenaline rush, the competitive spirit, the need to be the best you can be. It is about doing anything to make the car faster, even if it's just taking off one thousandth of a second. Of course, the money, people, and environment are a big part of Formula One, but in the end, why do these drivers race? They race because they love racing.

Kimi Raikkonen, Sebastian Vettel and Amelia Portelli are the main characters in the story. These three people are all different in their own way, but are all joined in their passion for Formula One, their passion for Ferrari. This story starts after a 4 month holiday for Amelia, a reward by her parents for finishing University. It is a Sunday, and Amelia is flying into the United States to watch the Grand Prix. Kimi is racing for Ferrari, and Sebastian is racing one of his last races for Red Bull.

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At exactly 5:46 CST, a small plane painted bright red landed onto the runway of the Cardiff Brothers Airport in Texas. The airport was almost silent, and there were not many planes around. Amelia stood up and stretched, before picking up her handbag and quickly exiting the plane. She nodded to an air hostess who gave her three black suitcases.

Amelia looked like the perfect Formula One woman. She wore a beige Dolce & Gabbana dress, costing around £1,500, with black platform heels and a crystal necklace. Her nails were painted bright red, matching her team, and she wore a watch more expensive than her whole outfit. Her makeup looked flawless, and her chocolate brown hair fell to her waist in waves.

"Would you like any help to get these to your taxi, Miss Portelli?" the young woman asked, a nervous look on her young face.

"Yes, please," Amelia said, giving two suitcases to the air hostess and keeping one to hold herself.

She walked quickly to the front of the airport, nodding to the manager as he walked past. Her taxi, a Ferrari 458 Italia, was waiting outside, a chauffeur stood by the door.

"Miss Portelli," he said politely, opening the door for her. The exterior of the car was painted in 'Rosso Scuderia,' whilst the interior was a black colour, officially called 'Nero.'

Amelia's suitcases were placed into the boot of the car, and the chauffeur stepped into the driver's seat.

"I believe you are off to the Circuit of the Americas, Miss Portelli?" the driver asked, kindly. He was a young driver, with muscular arms and a bright red Ferrari shirt covering his chest.

"Yeah," Amelia said shortly, pulling her Apple EarPods out of her handbag and quickly switching her music on as the Ferrari sped off into the distance.

2 hours and 3 minutes later, the car arrived at the VIP parking and quickly parked up in a space close to the entrance for the paddock. Amelia waited for the chauffeur to open her door, and nodded as a sign of thanks.