Chapter 4

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It was Race day, meaning my adrenaline was pumping, even if I wasn't the one racing. I have always loved watching formula 1, but never actually the racing part, believe me when I say both Charles and Arthur tried to get me into doing karting when we were younger, but you would rather catch me dead than me driving in that death machine.

Well maybe when I was really young, but after Jules accident, I couldn't get myself to get in one, I took me quite a while to get over the fact that both my brothers wanted to continue to race, afraid of them having the same fate as Jules.

I make my way through the paddock alongside the Ferrari boys, stopping now and then taking pictures with fans. Carlos, has always been like another big brother for me, surprisingly giving the best advice.

We reach the Ferrari garage, Carlos disappearing into his drivers room, saying he need a little quiet after all that fans, I honestly can't blame him. I am convinced Ferrari fans are a different breed of people.

I follow Charles through the garage as he introduces me to a few people along the way. The Engineer, Xavi saying I can sit next to him and listen on the headphones the radio. I happily declined the offer, knowing actually hearing my brother over the radio will make me feel anxious throughout the whole race.

I instead opted for watching from the sidelines alongside the fans, earlier when we walked in the paddock one of them and I started talking, truly surprising me but turns out she was waiting for Max and Checo as she was a redbull fan.

Her name is Layla and she is an art history major, we talked for some time while my brother and Carlos sighed some stuff and took photos with all the fans. Long story short Layla definitely knows her art, and is extremely fun to talk to.

After she found out I was going to watch the race from the stands she invited me to sit next to her, which was a offer I happily accepted.

Charles makes his way to his drivers room, me following him inside.''So how are you feeling?'' he asks me while taking a seat in a red chair.

''Souldn't I be the one asking you that?'' I reply, causing him to laugh. ''But to answer your question I am fine, just like every race I have been to in the past.'' I say seriously. After Jules accident I refused to go to races for a solid year,and after finally overcoming my fear and going to races again, everytime Charles asks me if i'm okay.After he got ready, he needed to go talk to his engineer before the race.

After saying goodbye and me wishing him good luck, I make my way towards where Layla said she was watching the race from. I spot her quickly, seeing as she was standing in a sea of red, wearing blue red bull merchandise, quite the picture if you ask me.

''Alex!'' she calls out waving me over to where she is standing. I make my way over to her, trying my best not to shove people to hard,as I make my way through the crowd of people.

I finally reach her, standing next to her,''Layla, good to see you again, but I must say you between all these ferrari fans truly is hilarious.''I say laughing a little bit at how odd it looks.

''You have no idea how many dirty looks I have gotten, I am literally afraid of ferrari fans.'' she says in a quiet voice, not wanting all the people dressed in red to stare at her even more than they already are.''I know exactly what you are saying, I get daily death threats for using Charles for clout, apparently I can't even post pictures of my own brother anymore. They truly are brutal sometimes.''

''Yeah they are scary sometimes. But enough of them, what do you think is going to be the result of this race, I obviously hope redbull is going to get double podium,but I don't know racing is always unpredictable, anything can happen.''she says, you can see how passionate she is in the way she talks.

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