indiannas pov:
the things i'm planning to do in todays race cannot be explained. i jolt awake at 7am and get changed in my mclaren gear which hopefully will be changed soon. i grab my stuff and check my phone, just a snap from a few people. i'll awnser them at the track. i start up my car and drive off. it's not a long time before i get to the track and park my car. i take a deep breath and go into my garage.
"morning indianna" my team says. "morning" i say back. still don't talk to lando tho, or even look him in the eyes. i get changed into everything and put my face suit on only on my legs. i go out of my garage and go and see oscar. when he sees me he straight away hugs me. "talk to the team after the race okay?" he says. "yeah i will" i say and let go of him. he flashes a smile at me and i return it before walking off. i decide to go and see charles. i haven't spoken to him for a while, after we both lost jules he was extremely upset and he just couldn't talk to me, i reminded him to much of jules, after all we did look alike. i go into their garage.
"hey have you seen charles anywhere?" i ask carlos. "oh uh yeah he's in his drivers room, i think he's just sitting there" carlos says. i thank him and knock on charles' door. "come in" he says. when i open his door he's shocked. "woa indianna? is that you?" he asks me. "haha yeah, i'm in f1s now" i say smiling. "omg i'm so proud of you! i didn't even know!! why didn't you tell me?!" he asks. "well you kinda didn't talk to me" i say. "oh yeah, look i'm sorry about that, it's just you reminded me of jules and at the time i just couldn't do it" he says, with tears forming in his eyes as he remembers jules. i just hug him, he hugs me back. "it's okay, atleast we're talking now" i say. he just smiles and nods.
"how are you finding mclaren anyways?" he asks. i just roll my eyes. "honestly i'll probably change teams after today, i'm going to lose my shit at them and lando" i say. he's shocked. "what have they said?" he asks. i just tell him the full story. "oh what the fuck that's so stupid" he says. i just nod. "look uh good luck on your race, i believe in you, and do it for jules" he says smiling. "yeah you too, i'm almost positive he's so proud of you" i say shutting his door. that was good to finally get to talk to him again. i go out of ferrari and back into the shitty garage mclaren. i go to my room and text jules, i know he doesn't respond but i have to do it.
i: hey julesy! i miss you lots, me and charles spoke again, we still love you. i'm about to go out, if you see me soon up there it's because i didn't have to best race. i'll try to make you proud. i love you jules.
it's about 5 minutes until we have to go out. i sit in my car so no one can talk to me. "see she's in her car early, she can't do anything!" andreas says laughing, i hear him faintly. i just roll my eyes. eventually we have to go out. formation lap, i'm starting 10th. still not bad. "okay that was the formation lap, you'll start gridding up in a sec and you'll start the race, do you know how to grid up or do we need to explain it" he says. "i know how to grid up i'm not stupid" i say, annoyed. i hear them laughing. landos silent. we grid up and get ready. 1... 2... 3... 4... 5.. 6..... LIGHTS OUT. "okay indianna lights are out so you can race now, do you know how to race" he says. "oh my god i know how to race just be quiet!" i say.
i slam my foot on the pedal and overtake lance and riccardo. now i'm p8. still not bad. "good job indianna" lando says. "mhm" i say back. it's about lap 4 now and i'm p5. "suprised you could get this far" they say. "hey you three how about i say something that you will know very well." i say. "go ahead" lando, zak and andreas say. "well she won't get anywhere, i mean let's be civil here, she's a woman she can't do anything, and you've gotta agree, we just need her here to get the praise and when we do we' ll just kick her out of mclaren and say her contract went up, but you just have to pretend to be nice, i know you don't want her on the grid" i repeat. they're silent.
"yeah go fucking silent. i'm a woman and so what? i can fucking race and i'm sure andreas if you were out racing you wouldn't get any further than the formation lap. you guys are the shittiest team ever and if you are just using me for praise then how about you watch how good i do" i say angrily. they all laugh. "oh please like a woman's going to get anywhere, women cant do shit!" they say. "fuck you guys seriously" i say. they keep going on so i rip my headphones out so i can't hear them. finally quiet.
i slam my foot on the pedal and go extremely fast. i overtake lando and now i'm in p3. "atleast it's a podium" i say to myself. charles gets close infront of me. i switch on drs and get infront. when i pass him he makes eye contact and nods his head. my eyes fall back onto the one racer infront of me. max verstappen. i doubt i can overtake him. i overtake him somehow and i scream. "HOW DID I DO THAT" i laugh to myself. max struggles to get back infront of me.
after what feels like forever in p1 the race finishes and checkered flag is out. i speed past the finish line. "I FUCKING DID IT!! I DID IT JULES I GOT P1" i say. i know jules is listening. i driver over to the 1 sign and i jump out of my car. i see charles in p2 and verstappen in p3. i run over to charles and he gives me the biggest hug. "I DID IT CHARLES I FUCKING DID IT!!" i say holding him tight. "i know!! i'm so proud of you!" he says. "did i make jules proud?" i ask. "of course you did kiddo, he's always going to be proud of you no matter where you get on the grid." he says rubbing my back. "good job on p2 aswell!!" i say. "thank you indianna" he says, letting go of me. i just nod and walk off. i go over to max. "good work today mate" i say and fist pump him. "yeah you to, p1 on your first race" he says.
i just nod and i go over to my favourite person, oscar. as soon as i get neat hun he gives me the biggest hug. "i got p1 osc!! i got fucking p1! i won the race!!" i say to him. "i know!! i'm so proud of you" he says. "also i did it without radio because i kinda lost my shit at them, okay byee" i say and run off. i go back over to my car and we have to go up on the podium. i get my trophy and max, charles and i all spray champange at eachother and laugh. after all this i go back to my garage. they all just stare at me saying nothing.
"ahh no 'omg indianna p1 good job your first race and you won we're sorry we doubted you!' not expected from you lot" i say taking off my helmet. "our radio was played." andreas says looking at me. "on what?" i ask scared, stepping back. "our radio was played. ON THE FUCKING TV" he spits in my face. "yeah good now everyone knows your a shit team" i chuckle. "oh you've done it missy" he says and i feel a throb in my head. it feels like someone's punched me. ouch.
i feel myslef fall onto the ground with my head hitting my car. it hurts so bad. charles and oscar see all the cameras and everyone surrounding us and run over. i get back up and just stare at him. "i'm your new driver. i'm a female. and i won this race today. and i'm the first woman to ever win f1. if that doesn't make you the slightest bit happy then i'm not going to be on this shitty team anymore. and if you think it's right in any way to punch anyone ESPECIALLY a female. then you need to learn how to treat people andreas. and zak. same goes with you, no one from mclaren and i mean NO ONE has said that i did good. the only people who have are people from other fucking teams! and lando, seeing as we had a good bond, that you decided to fucking break by agreeing with them. that shits gone. and you can forget about that fucking KISS we had on my first day. this team fucking sucks and i'm spending my rookie season with someone else." i say, keeping slightly cool. "like anyone's going to take a spoilt brat like you" zak says. "oh they will, people actually care about their drivers in other teams, heard of that?" i ask. i feel a pair of hands grab me and turn me around. "you need to shut up and stop fucking pissing us off or we will all kick you out. you think i want you as my teammate?" lando asks. them he pushes me and i fall into oscar.
"oi you guys need to stop! you know how much of a pleasure it is to have indi as a driver? she's obviously good as she just won, but she's also jules' sister! don't you think that will get a good title next to your name? and trust me i know because ferrari would love to have that title. she's clearly an amazing driver and your all treating her like shit. you guys need to learn how to treat people some times, seriously. and fucking touching a woman? are you all out of your mind?" i hear charles say sternly. they all stand there. all shocked. i just walk out and into the pits, oscar and charles follow me. charles was clueless as to what the past was, he just said it out of respect. "should we go to the back of the pits?" oscar asks charles. he nods and we go back there so no one can see us. when i get there i hug charles and cry. "are you going to quit f1's now?" charles asks.
"not at all, i'll find another team." i say through cry's. "join ferrari, i mean we would love to have you" he says. "but carlos?" i ask. "don't worry about him indi, we just need to get you out of mclaren" oscar says. "can you guys come with me to get my stuff out of my drivers room, i don't really wanna go there myself" i say wiping my tears away. "of course" they say and we all start walking back into the pits. oscar and charles are on esch side of me and charles is holding my hand. we all get back to the mclaren garage and lando stares at me. he looks like he's been crying. we walk past everyone and go into my drivers room. i grab all my stuff and we go out.
i put all my stuff in my car and i say goodbye to oscar and ask to talk to charles. oscar walks off and i look at charles. "hey thank you for today, it really does mean a lot. today you made both jules and your dad proud, and me. good job today and thank you for everything" i say. he just looks at me and his shoulders drop and his face untightens. he needed to hear that. he pulls me in for a hug and he just holds me there for a bit. "thank you indi, you don't know how much those words mean to me i love you sis" he says. i smile. "i love you to charlie" i say, it's an old nickname i have him when we were younger. he just laughs. he lets go of me and stares me in the eyes.
"hey, text me if you need to talk to anyone tonight, i know things are tough" he says. i nod and smile and get in my car. "goodbye charlie" i say. he laughs. "goodbye f1 winner" he reply's. i smile and drive off. i drive back to my hotel and i just lay in my bed and fall asleep.