In Love With Formula 1

I had been at my apartment in Monaco for 2 weeks and it was now time to fly to Hungary and race my debut return. I had lots of people wishing me good luck on social media and I was getting better at posting things on my main instagram for the fans. My private instagram was a mess, it was just pictures of plants, me in my kart or pictures of me and the idiots that came to Barcelona. I still hadn't heard off Lando but I saw that he was with Lily Rose at his house because he was posting about it on his private account. I don't know if it was a tactic to make me jealous but it definitely didn't work, I felt like I dodged a bullet for now.

Lily Rose herself called me out on instagram saying that I'm 'vicious' and a 'bully' but I didn't take any notice of it and none of my posts had comments about it so I didn't see the need to address petty drama.

I walked through the airport looking for my gate for my flight with my sunglasses on, bright lights never really liked me always gave me a headache so I was switching between my glasses that I should wear more often and my sunglasses whilst waiting for my flight. I got to my seat on the plane and sat down with my headphones ready for a nice flight to Hungary.

I arrived there with my team and I was given some team clothing, a jumper, coat and t shirt, I immediately put the jumper on over the t shirt I had been wearing for the journey and we drove to the hotel and had a bit of a briefing in the hotel lobby about the weekend, it was pointed out that there would be no alcohol allowed, which was aimed at me obviously and the whole team started laughing as I rolled my eyes at them. The entire F3 and F2 teams were here as well and it was slightly embarrassing to be called out like that but at least I knew how to have a good time.

"Excited about your first race?" Marcus Armstrong said to me as we walked towards the lift

"Not exactly my first race but yeh I'm buzzing"

"My manager said that there's a 2 time world karting champion in the team, who is it?"

I couldn't help but laugh at him I was surprised that no one had told the other drivers

"It's me mate"

"No way, you are joking"

"Does it look like I'm joking" I said as I pushed the button for the lift

"So you're the girl who punched that other girl in the face the other week, everyone was talking about that for days at the factory"

"That's me, just don't piss me off and you'll be alright"

"Got it" He replied as I walked out of the lift on my floor, the hotel was so fancy, I didn't know we would be staying in such a fancy hotel, it was modern but was very elegant.

Thursday came around it was race day, I was kind of nervous on the inside but on the outside I looked put together and calm, I had my braids in, sunglasses on with my suit tied around my waist and I was ready to go out and show everyone what I can do. Before I left my box Daniel came over to me and gave me a pep talk and told me to channel my 2010 self before slapping the top of my helmet and wishing me luck as I pulled out of the box and on to the track. There were so many people there and I had heard from people that they were all here to see 09 race. The Mclaren people were there, Zak, Andreas, Daniel and is that who I think it is, is that Lando Norris stood there. With his bitchy girl by his side. The Prema team were there and I did one last deep breath before putting my visor down and focusing on my race.

I was starting at the back of the grid and was focused on the 5 lights coming on at the front of the grid. I couldn't even hear the engines going at this point I was so zoned in on getting the start right. The lights went out and I got a flying start, I passed 2 of the other 23 drivers before the first corner and dove down the inside of another 3 in the first corner. I was 19th by the 2nd corner and by the end of lap 1 I was up into 12th. I was cruising past everyone and was now in 5th with 15 laps to go. I went round outside of 3rd and 4th battling each other and was now in 3rd with 2nd and 1st in my sights.