3: Beautiful Eyes

Max's point of view:

'Verstappen, drop your pants, have you grown balls yet?', Horner opens his arms. 'Yea yeah very funny, good morning Christian', I hug him.

'Max I will do everything I can to make sure you know we still love you', he smirks. He's a dick, but I can't help but smile.

We walk to the paddock entrance, there are a lot of fans and cameras. 'Max! Max please!', I hear and look at Horner.

'Don't talk to them please, we don't want a scandal, not while you're still mad at her', but that's where he is wrong, I'm not mad at the girl, I'm just mad... but really I don't want to lose my seat so maybe it's better to talk to one of the people standing there.

'Max! Max, please! We're a small TV channel!', well... if I do it, It better be good for my reputation, I walk to the people standing there, the channel is called F1-Television. 'Max, don-', Horner tries to stop me but he's too late.

'Hello there! You have any questions for me?', I ask the reporter, she's pretty. 'Y-yes, Hi Max, good morning'.

The interview

Reporter - How do you feel about driving in Bahrein this weekend?

Max - Pretty damn good, the weather is great. We've got enough water, I'm fine really. 

Reporter - Red Bull confirmed last week that there is a new driver. Correct?

Max - Indeed, I think all of you might know her dad. Our new driver is Maeve Vettel 

Reporter - You have seen Sebastian Vettel racing, aren't you afraid that his daughter is as good?

Max - Well I think we could only hope, I am sure that she's her own person and should not be compared to her father all the time, but I think that if she was a bad driver Red Bull would not have offered her a contract

Reporter - I agree. Max, a lot of people have been making rude comments about you not wanting her on your team or her being better than you. What is your opinion about it?

Max - To be honest, we had great years, I had great years and still have many years to make great but I sure as hell am excited to make those years great with our team, which includes Maeve. I really don't care about all the comments, at the end of the day it's me who is racing and it's me who makes the mistakes so no blaming anyone else for that

Reporter - Thank you so much for your time, Max. Have a great race today!

End of interview

'I hate the fact that you just made the whole thing up, but that was a smart move, Max. Really, we are happy with you on our team and we will be until you leave. I promise you, Max, you're like my son, I won't let you down.

Horner puts his hand on my back, and I smile.

'Thanks, Christian, I'm very happy with the team, let's rock 'n roll right?', god... what am I doing?

Maeve's point of view:

'Max, come here, please. This is Maeve, Maeve Vettel', Horner tells him.

Max is coming my way, he has an irritated look on his face, but he is happy with me in the team, he told the interviewer.

'Hi, I'm Max, welcome to Red Bull', Horner says something about having a team spirit and then excuses himself.

'Thank you so much! I am looking forward to driving with you', I giggle. He mumbles something, 'Sorry?', I say. 'That makes one of us', he says. What a dick.

'Wait what? You told the interviewer you were happy with me in your team?', I say.

'That's because I got tired of all my messages saying I will quit Red Bull because of you, it was basically to save my reputation'.

I can't believe it. 'Jesus Christ, well you know what. May the best win today, you're a dick you know that?', I say angrily.

'Oh Vettel', he says, 'You don't know the half of it'.

I walk away. Blood has filled my ears and I can only think of one thing, I have to fucking win.

Luciana's point of view:

'Chéri, come on now. We'll be uhh... partir?', my dad is an excellent English talker for a Frenchman, but he still makes mistakes.

'Late, papa. I'm done, let's go', I get in the car.

'Now, Chéri, let's talk. You are an excellent content creator, why not work for Ferrari? Your dad would be very very proud, you know', he starts the car.

'Dad, I don't want people to say things like, her dad basically owns Ferrari, that's the reason she works there. I want them to think I work at Ferrari because I deserve it', he sighs.

'I know, but please just try it, I know you'll love it, but if not, I'll get you another job. Please Chéri', he puts his hand on my knee.

'Of course, I'll try it Papa, but, if I might ask, why are you keen on getting me this job?', he sighs again, have I said something wrong?

'Because, your mom wanted to be a content creator for Ferrari, but I suppose they didn't call it that when I was young', I am shocked.

'What? really? wow, now... I kinda want it more...', I smile. My dad nods, and we look at each other, there are things better that are better unsaid.

When we arrive at the paddock, people take pictures with my dad.

They also talk to me, things like 'Miss Vasseur, how are you feeling today?'. They're quite nice, but I am sure that will change when they find out I will become the new content creator.

We get our passes, mine says; 'Luciana Vasseur - Content Creator'. 'They are pretty aren't they?', my dad smiles, he caught me looking at it.

'Yes Papa, they are', we walk to the Ferrari area.

The area is extremely full with a lot of people, we walk to the VIP area, only for people with VIP access, like the drivers and engineers, etc.

'Alright, Chéri. Let's get inside', I walk behind him, but he still holds my hand, not ready to lose his daughter.

When we get inside I greet the engineers, we walk upstairs and he knocks on a door.

'Chéri, next Wednesday, why not now?', he says quickly, I try to process but then the door opens.

His brown hair is shining in this light, his eyes beautiful, his French accent dripping from his face without even speaking, Charles fucking Leclerc.

'Papa, I-', I turn to my dad, who is too busy shaking Charles' hand.

'Bonjour, Miss Vasseur, ça va?', he holds out his hand, I look at his eyes, I can't help it, they're mesmerizing.

'Ça va bien, et toi?', I shake his hand. 'Bien', he says shortly.

I notice he can't keep his eyes off me either. 'My daughter here is the new content creator, which I'm sure you heard', Charles nods.

'She is going to talk to you both now, just to, you know, create something', my dad says.

'Giù le mani, Charles', my dad says, Charles' face turns red, and nods. I stand there not knowing what he just said, my dad walks away.

'Come in, Miss Vasseur', Charles opens the door further, Carlos is sitting there and waves at me. 'Carlos, good morning', I say.

'Morning, Luci', Carlos says. 'You two know each other?', Charles is walking to the fridge and gets me a water. 'Yeah, she's Sienna's best friend', Charles nods.

'So, well I am your new content creator, so let's set some boundaries, what are no-go's for you guys?'. Charles whispers something in Carlos' ear, he laughs.

'Okay, let me go first, no whispering and definitely no talking another language when I am near you, I only understand English and French'. Charles has a smirk on his face.

'Okay, well now I am in charge here, if you want thirst traps and a good reputation you better listen to me, okay?', I sit up straight, they nod.

'First of all, what did my dad say to you? In Italian?', I grab my notebook from my bag. 'He told me hands off, Miss Vasseur', I nod. 'I see, second of all, no Miss Vasseur, that was my mom', I tell them. 'Yes Ma'am', Charles says, I almost faint.

'Now please, let's make some content'.

Half an hour later we have amazing photos, breathtaking photos, photos that I am sure will stick in teenage girls' minds.

'Thank you, boys, this is amazing, now If you'll excuse me, I have a race to watch, and I believe so do you', they laugh.

Carlos hugs me and walks out, Charles is standing in front of me.

'Charles? What's wrong?', I ask. 'Hai dei bellissimi occhi', he says and walks away. I am left speechless, what did he just say? I grab my phone, it's 09:00, I have to hurry. I open Google Translate, tap on the microphone, and say what I just heard. I am shocked to find out about the translation...

'You have beautiful eyes'.