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House Of Balloons

I can't believe I actually have to go on a date with Charles Leclerc. The only man my brother hates as much as he hates his biological father.

Charles is really nice and has been nothing but kind to me, but I cannot even think about being with him. I love my brother and I should respect him, even if I am interested in getting to know Charles.

Today Max got P3. To most drivers, it's an amazing result, especially since Ferrari are a lot quicker and it is a huge challenge to get past them.

But Max grew up thinking it's P1 or nothing. When he was a kid, he got P2 in a race, so Jos left him alone in a fucking gas station as punishment.

I hate that he grew up like that. Just thinking of his childhood makes small tears come out of my eyes.

I'm in the hotel room, Max and dad are talking about today's race in the kitchen. I just got out of the shower. The after party is in one hour. Dad said he won't come but if we both drink, even though he doesn't allow me to drink, he'll come get us afterwards.

I brought three dresses with me. The black one I wore on thursday, a yellow sundress and a red little dress. The yellow one won't look good for an after party, but I'm hesitating on whether I should wear the red one.

Obviously, red is Ferrari's color, and it kinda feels like being with the enemy... Max won't say anything, of course. He doesn't care about that at all, he knows red is my favorite color.

I don't want Charles to take it the wrong way. I mean, I am interested in him but not enough to wear his team color for him.

I decide to wear it anyways. I look great in it. It's a strapless dress and it hugs my curves perfectly. I made some friends who'll be there tonight. Dani will be there, he's a really funny guy. He's the 3rd driver for Red-Bull and he never fails to make me laugh.

Lily from the social media department will also be there. Over the weekend we became really close friends and I like her. It's nice having more friends.

I put on black heels that make me taller, which is something I desperately need. I put on some mascara and lip gloss, nothing heavy. I'll probably come back late and the last thing I'd want is to take off tons of makeup.

I finish getting ready and go out to the kitchen to see my family. Max looks at me and says "You look great." I thank him for the compliment and we head out to his car.

I want to drink a little tonight. I'm 18 and I've never been to a real party before. Dad said I shouldn't drink, but if I do then at least be responsible about it.

Not get too drunk, put all eyes on my drink so I won't get drugged and always be alarmed in case something happens.

I love my dad. He is always supportive towards me and I couldn't ask for a better father. I don't know what I would've done without him.