#I was too enthousiast too yse the word petulant

[lescarbille]

SNEAK PEAK OF MY WIP (aka writing from the vault) : Carcar | Girl!Oscar | 2024 season | Carlos POV | The story will be probably named "Down Bad"

Carlos always makes a point of getting to know the people around him. Friends and rivals alike. Oscar Jacqueline Piastri, the twenty-three-year-old Australian rookie, is no exception.

The first time Carlos saw her in the Paddock, after the resounding news of her induction into McLaren, he thought she was an ordinary girl at best. She is twenty-two years old, has light hair with brown and red highlights, and dark tired eyes. There is nothing special about her appearance aside from a particularly thick neck.

The F1 journalists are nonetheless enthusiastic, they have all been waiting for her official arrival in Formula 1 since her title as Formula 2 world champion. She will be the first female holder in a Formula 1 world championship. They talk about her famous tweet, the upcoming debut of the F1 Academy so young girls like her can hope for a place in Formula 1, from her contract with McLaren.

She is a pure product of long hours of PR training: smart enough to evade awkward questions with jocularity and lively to respond to barbs with humour.

He sees her as a danger once she reveals herself as a generational talent.

Ayrton Senna, Michael Schumacher, Sebastian Vettel, Lewis Hamilton, Max Verstappen.

They see an addition to their pantheon: Oscar Piastri.

Oscar Piastri has, in less than a year, brilliantly succeeded in attracting the favour of journalists and Formula 1 fans thanks to her talent and nothing else. However, they analysed and dissected all her races in previous categories, emphasising the “unfair manner” in which she betrayed Alpine

It is obvious, even with a lot of ill will, that she is gifted.

Among the grid, she is the only one who can boast of having won the Formula Renault championship, the Formula 3 world championship and the Formula 2 world championship in a row. She has two Rookie titles of the year and is one of the best Rookies in History, with 97 points recorded in her first season. She is, with him, the only one to have fought the hegemony of Red Bull, by winning a Sprint race.

Oscar Piastri is the one who sets the standards for all the women who come to Formula 1 after her, and the records she sets will be difficult to beat.

Carlos doesn't like her and the feeling is mutual.

Oscar's diligence in being recognised only for her talent and calmness breaks every time she finds herself close to Carlos in the race. Their radios become a battlefield.

“Classic Carlos.”

“Carlos is blind, or what?”

“Can someone signal that Carlos is in the middle of the road? Again.”

“He gave me no space.”

“Does he drive, or does he just visit the track?”

“That was a Ferrari? Please tell me it’s not Carlos, again?”

Oscar has embarked on a vendetta, and Carlos is more than happy to respond by pointing out all of her mistakes: too daring manoeuvres, clumsy tyre management, a bad apex or a behaviour that was controlled, but could have resulted in an accident. Charles and Lando find him harsh with her. Carlos thinks they are too naive. Oscar Jacqueline Piastri is not a nice, innocent Australian with an overly developed neck, an ordinary appearance and who attracts good words from others thanks to her exemplary driving skills.

Oscar Jacqueline Piastri is a petulant Formula 1 driver with a competitive spirit and a thirst for victory that shimmers like a glint of madness in her brown eyes. She is the teaching product of Mark Webber and Fernando Alonso, there is nothing innocent or nice about her, and Carlos can at least pride himself on being the only one to have noticed her.

She's here to win, and once she's in the car, her true personality comes out.