Lost and Found

Chapter 13

"Well guys, thank you very much. I will get the interview to you once it is finished before it will be published." Sara took the recorder she had placed on the table in front of her and turned it off. "And that officially ends the interview."

Lando playfully sighed, earning him a poke between the ribs from Carlos.

"Honestly, you traitor!" Sara laughed. "You are picking her side over my joke?" Lando squinted his eyes at Carlos and then looked at Sara.

"What are you doing to him?" Sara raised her hands above her head. "Don't play innocent, what spell have you put him under?"

"All I can come up with is my charms." Sara winked at Lando who kept a neutral face.

"It can't be that, that didn't do a thing to me." Carlos widened his eyes as Sara gasped, her mouth wide open. She could take the comment, realising it was mostly a joke.

"Dude, look at her, she's drop-dead gorgeous." Sara laughed.

"Thank you, Carlos, I just think Lando is immune. His bad." She flipped her hair over her shoulder. "He clearly doesn't see what he is missing out on." Sara picked up her phone and looked at the time. "I had a lot of fun guys, but I wouldn't mind stopping by at Red Bull and the formula two paddock to visit my friends before dinner."

"I thought you'd never leave."

"Luckily for you, you will never have to see me again," Sara said, putting her bag over her shoulder.

"Not if Carlos has his way," Lando mumbled but it went unheard by Sara.

"I'll see you tonight Carlos." Sara thanked them again for the interview and then left the McLaren hospitality. Red Bull was a bit back, but it would be well worth it to properly greet Pierre. She ran into Pyry at the entrance and he told her he was somewhere in the paddock, he had gone looking for Anthoine or something, so she had turned around, looking for either man.

"Who are you looking for this time?" Sara jumped up, gripping onto her shirt with one hand as the other covered her mouth. Everyone within a mile radius had just heard her scream as Pierre had been so kind to suddenly start whispering in her ear.

"Pierre!" She slapped him on the arm, still clutching onto her heart.

"Sara!" He said back in the same high pitched tone, a grin tugging on his lips as Anthoine nearly doubled over in laughter.

"Honestly, I really need to find myself some normal people to surround myself with, because you just find your life's joy in scaring the living hell out of me." They started to laugh even harder. "Guys!" She pouted but soon found herself laughing as well. With the boys too busy trying to stop laughing to then start again, she could quickly take a couple of photos on her phone. Her camera was still in her bag and it would take too long for her to get it out. Besides, now she would have a new, adorable background when she would inevitably get sick of the one she currently had.

"We stop scaring you if you stop taking pictures of us," Anthoine argued, his arms crossed in front of his chest. Sara shrugged.

"Does either one of you plan on going back to the hotel right now?"

"Of course she changes the subject." Anthoine grinned. "But no, I have a meeting in ten minutes." He said as he looked at his watch. "So no ride from me, maybe Pierre?" Sara looked hopefully at Pierre who chuckled.

"It seems you are in luck." Sara cheered and hooked her arm through Pierre's.

"Let's go get your stuff then. Anthoine, good luck with your meeting, I will see you tomorrow." Without giving Pierre a chance to say goodbye to Anthoine, she dragged him along to the Red Bull facilities.

"So, you know the annual barbecue we have in Rouen?" Pierre was picking up his things and putting them in his backpack.

"Yeah, Juliette used to hate them. Gosh, I can still hear her complaining about them." Sara rolled her eyes as Pierre chuckled. "What's up with it?"

"Well, it's next week and I was kind of wondering if you wanted to go with me. I can totally understand why Juliette always complained because they are plain boring. So, please come with me to have at least someone I actually like to talk to."

"Isn't that a compliment to your family or at least your parents who I assume will be there." Pierre shook his head.

"They won't that's why they asked me to represent the Gasly family at the barbecue." Sara sighed. She really didn't feel anything for a barbecue in Rouen but it was Pierre asking. As his friend, she felt like she couldn't say no.

"Fine." She eventually said. "But you owe me." She pointed her finger at Pierre. "Big time."

"Whenever you will need something, I will be there for you as well." He winked. "Or get you out of trouble, whatever you need first." Sara dropped her finger and stared at Pierre.

"Why does everything seem to think I always get myself into trouble?"

"Who else said it?"

"Thoine." Pierre started to laugh. "What's so funny?"

"Why do you think we say it? We know you! We went to school together and we know your antics. You get yourself into trouble more often than you can handle." Sara pouted. Maybe in the past, but not anymore and she was going to prove them wrong.