Qualifying day (we've skipped practice)

Luciana's point of view:

Charles has been nothing but nice to me these past days, and It makes me feel really good. Except, when we're in public he's not as nice as in private, maybe I should ask about that. Or not, I don't want anything more than a friendship and maybe he'll think I do.

Sienna's point of view:

Qualifying is starting in 5 minutes, Luciana is already at the stands but my dad said it might be better for me to arrive late so that there are not a lot of interviewers who can ask me questions.

I am walking to the VIP stand, no interviewers here. I am walking, with my sunglasses and my scarf. It's working, no one is noticing me.

At first I wasn't allowed to go, but then Daddy agreed to let me go, fortunately. I have watched all of Carlos' races... but to be honest, he's not the only reason I'm watching anymore.

I am not in love with Lando, but every time we hang out together... the feelings from all those years ago tend to try to come back. I can't allow that, so maybe a temporary 'break' is better for both of us. Yet again, there is nothing to break because we're not together in the first place.

'Miss Sainz! Sienna!', an interviewer has spotted me and has run after me.

'Please, I answer no questions'.

'Miss Sainz, why did you and Oscar stop hanging out?', she asks.

'Because we're busy, please I won't answer any more questions.'

'Ma'am, if you weren't busy, would you have hung out more?', she asks.

'What part of not answering questions do you not understand?', I am standing still, waiting for her to push the microphone in my face.

'Are you and Oscar Piastri together?', she asks shyly.

'Now you're acting shy? Really? No, me and Mr Piastri have never and will never be in a romantical relationship. Our relationship is mainly platonic. Please, now get away or I'll call security'. I say and walk away.

'Thank you Miss!', she runs away with her camera.

God, I hate interviewers

Well I don't,

Only if they're being a pain in my ass.

I walk up to the stands and spot Luciana.

'Luci, you're here. Please tell me some gossip', I hug her.

'Of course I'm here, okay I have some gossip but it may be... sensitive for you...', she says.

'God just tell me please...', I tell her

'Norris has been seen... with someone', she tells me.

I am utterly shocked.

'What? With whom... Who has seen him?', I ask.

'Charles found him... in a room... with no clothes...', she says.

'Who was the girl?', I know damn well who the girl was.

'No one knows... Charles didn't see her'.

'No one knows? Who did he tell?', I can't believe it...

'Charles told Carlos and Daniel, Daniel told Maeve and Maeve told me, but also Charles told me too', she says.

'First of all, you and Charles? Second of all, why was I not informed?'.

'We didn't have the heart to tell you, since you thought he... was into you. Btw me and Charles are not a thing but he and I have been spending a lot of time together, because of me being his personal content creator. You know?'.

I nod. 'Yeah, I understand. It's sweet of you to, you know protect me, but I'd like to know from now on, okay?', I tell her.

'Yeah, by the way, Carlos is going really fast today, hopefully, Ferrari will have a good race tomorrow', she says.

'Yeah, maybe. Alhough I'm sure Max or Maeve is going to win, those damn cars are so fucking fast', I take a sip of my water.

Max's point of view:

Radio: Okay Max, lap time deleted, you'll have to go out again.

I'm in the garage, Maeve is still on the track.

Max: What the fuck? Again?

Radio: Yes, please be careful on those corners, they are really a pain in your ass.

Max: Fine, I'll go out again, what's Maeve's position?

Radio: She's currently P1, Norris P2 with one second between them,

Max: one whole second? Fuck, she's good.

Radio: Only 5 minutes left for Q1, hurry up Max.

I drive out of the garage and complete my lap. How did McLaren get so fucking overpowered?

Maeve's point of view:

I see him, Norris.

I am infuriated at him, even though he technically did nothing wrong.

He doesn't deserve P1 this weekend

Maeve: Guys? Can you connect me to Max his radio, please?

Radio: Maeve? Why?

Maeve: Don't ask just do it really fast, please.

Radio: Don't do anything stupid

Maeve: Max? You hear me?

Max: Vettel get off my radio

Maeve: Fuck you and listen to me this once, Norris has to stay in Q1, McLaren is fast this weekend. You have to finish P1 or P2 tomorrow, I really don't care... help me I have a strategy

Max: Whatever it is, I'll do it.

Maeve: We can't drive him out of Q1, because we risk losing our place. I will make sure Norris passes me soon, then I'll try to pass him through the middle part of the circuit and then you will go at the outside part. That way his only choice is to go out of the circuit.

Max: Great idea, but the FIA is not stupid.

Maeve: Which is why you are going to say that something is wrong with the car, that way they can't blame you

Max: Vettel, if this works... thank you.

Maeve: No small talk right? Now come on and do your job

I lower my speed and Norris is confused, we have now a gap of 0.403 seconds. Max is behind Norris with 0.154.

The turn is coming soon.

Max is driving with full speed, Lando doesn't know what's happening and he's driving at the outside.

Max: What the fuck mate! Something is wrong with this car!

Radio: understood Max, watch out for Norris.

Now Max...

I go full speed and so does Max.

Norris is out of the circuit.

If that is not a track limit then I'll eat my fucking shoe.

Maeve: Good job Max

Max: God this was amazing.

Luciana's point of view:

'Oh my god! Norris is out! His lap is deleted, he will be P20', I saw their action and I know that it was definitely on purpose. The problem is if I know... Sienna will definitely know.

'What the fuck was that, that was so mean! The FIA will do something about this right?', Sienna screams to the McLaren team.

'Sienna, Max had car problems, it wasn't his fault', Horner claims.

'It wasn't his fault my ass! Vettel and Verstappen did this and I'm proving it!', she yells.

'Sienna! Maeve is our friend', I say. 'She worked so hard for this if you prove it's their fault Red Bull will get punished, and Maeve will never be world champion'.

'So? Lando is not going to be world champion either now!', I say. 'No way that he's winning from the back of the grid!', she is still yelling.

'Shut the fuck up, you're getting everyones attention, stop yelling. Why the fuck would you care about Norris?', I whisper.

'Stop calling him Norris! His name is Lando, and he's not some dirty boy you can put all your problems on. He has feelings too!', she lowered her voice but still hard enough that my ears hate her.

I look at her face, is she crying?

'Sienna? Why do you care so much about Norris suddenly, are you really in love with him?', I ask, but Sienna walks away.

'Sienna wait!', I yell.

I watch the scoreboard. Great, Charles is in Q2.