‎‧₊˚✧The Distance Between✧˚₊‧

Part 10

Mila woke in the morning to the sound of her alarm. Her first day of official work for Sky F1. The girl checked her phone and smiled, Carlos had texted her to say good luck, and Charles sent a selfie of him and Carlos already at the track.

Mila made her way to the paddock after getting ready. She was nervous and in need of a coffee, but she would get that at the sky hospitality. She had received her pass in the mail before leaving Carlos's and used it to enter the paddock.

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"Hello Mila, I am Sam Williamson. I am the Dutch and German translator for Sky F1, we will be working closely together this year."

"I look forward to it!" Mila replied, "do you know where to get a coffee?" Mila scrunched her face, knowing that she was really conforming to the typical millennial 'don't talk to me before my morning coffee' vibe, but the truth was she had a terrible headache from the night before. Kika and herself had gone slightly overboard with the drinks.

The man laughed slightly, "Of course, right this way." The two walked and chatted, created a shared calendar for work, and Sam outlined how they would be spending their time.
"I mostly live translate German because it is more widely recognised, and later I go back and do the Dutch on replays."

"Yeah, makes sense. I guess I'll do Spanish live then?"

"Probably. Hey, your last name, you wouldn't happen to be..." the man trailed off, somewhat embarrassed of his question.

"Carlos's sister? Yeah. Don't tell anyone though, I want to try and make a name for myself outside of being related to him."

"Fair enough. My lips are sealed."

The two talked more, about work and their personal lives. Mila really liked Sam, and his bubbly personality complemented hers perfectly, similar to Kika.

After an hour of chatting and pretending to work, Mila felt a tap in her shoulder, she turned around to see Carlos and Charles.

"Well if it isn't my little sister, working independently and making friends along the way. This is great." Carlos was being cringe again. It was his go to mode when it came to his sister working, he was just so proud that she had escaped from Alejandro.

"Carlos stop." Mila was very embarrassed, Charles and her new friend Sam were there. "I'm 25, I'm not a child."

Charles smiled, he was also happy that Mila was doing well. He also noticed how stunned the man she was sitting with was.

"Hello mate, what's your name? You must be Mila's new coworker?"

"Yes, Sam, I am the Dutch and German translator." The man blurted out, blushing slightly.

"Great, I'm glad our Mila has got people to hang around with while Carlos and I are occupied. We will see you later yeah?" He directed the last question at the two translators.

"Yeah, I'll see you later." Mila replied, smiling. Charles leant down and kissed her on the cheek.

"Bye guys, it was nice meeting you Sam." With that Charles joined Carlos and the two men in red walked back towards the Ferrari garage.

"Charles just kissed you girl, how are you not freaking out right now?"

"Charles and I are good friends, it's normal."

"Where have you been all my life Mila. You are so interesting."