𝐬𝐨 𝐡𝐢𝐠𝐡 𝐬𝐜𝐡𝐨𝐨𝐥, ❝ you know how to ball, i know aristotle.❞ © aclpwzs, 2024

Elena Pierson has dedicated her entire life to her education, even setting three specific rules to follow until she graduates college. 1. No parties. 2. Fridays are for studying. 3. Absolutely no boys. But Elena didn't feel as if she missed out on anything. Especially when she finally got an internship working with the engineers and mechanics for Mercedes. Everything she had ever hoped for was finally beginning to come true, and when she meets one of the drivers she'll be working for, he starts to loosen her up on her rules.

She shows up to interview his cousin for a small racing podcast - except, oops, she's been talking to the wrong Antonelli the entire time. Andrea tries to tell her. She doesn't let him get a word in. Instead of correcting her, he just... goes with it, quietly amused. By the time she realizes the truth, she's mortified - and he's already invited her to the next f1 event. "To make it up to me," he says with a soft smile. She's not sure if it's a punishment or a date.

(Book 2) One shots / Imagines about Formula ONE / TWO / THREE univers. Requests are open, message me !! Enjoy your read 🫶🏻

One shots / Imagines about Formula ONE / TWO / THREE univers. Requests are open, message me !! Enjoy your read 🫶🏻

They're young and they're friends and when they're together, they're reason why Toto Wolff, has a constant headache. Vienna is messy and stunning and the one thing that could get in the way of his dream. Kimi is new and adorable and when she flirts with him, he rolls his eyes and tugs his helmet over his curls. The only issue besides the blurred lines and inside jokes? His boss is her dad and Kimi's always been known to follow the rules. To Vienna? They've always been more of a loose suggestion. The Wolffs never had a golden girl, they had a smirky, too smart for her own good, trouble maker. They had Vienna Wolff. And when she wants something, she gets it.

Getting sent away by your parents sucks. Getting sent away by your parents to live in Italy with your grandma is... less sucky. Especially when your days consist of the beach, ice cream, and a cute boy who is adamant on making this summer count. But two months isn't a lifetime, and reality is chasing both of the teens down.