One Shots - F1&F2

Daniel Ricciardo - Parkway Drive

I can't believe we won the contest! I re-read the email to make sure I'm not dreaming, but it really stands there.

Dear Y/N,

I'm happy to inform you that you've won our contest! Congratulations! You are invited to come to the Malaysian Grand Prix, where you will get a tour in the Red Bull garage. You will also attend the free practices on Friday, the free practice and qualification on Saturday and the race on Sunday. You are allowed to bring 1 guest with you. We will pay for everything, flight and hotel. Your flight details in the attachment, along with the address of the hotel.

We hope to see you in Malaysia.

Kind regards

The Red Bull management

I grab my phone and call my best friend and fellow F1 fan Rachel.

"Hey girl!" she greets me once she picks up.

"AHHH guess what?" I squeal, not even bothering to greet her back.

"What's going on?"

"I won the contest! We're going to Malaysia!"

"No way!"

"Way!! They're paying for everything!"

"That's crazy!"

"I know! I'm so excited!"

"When are we leaving?" Rachel asks, making me look at flight details.

"Thursday. We are going to the free practices as well."

"Oh awesome! Well, better start packing then!"

"Yeah, you're right!" I say, only now realizing that we're leaving tomorrow. For a racing company, they're slow with bringing the good news.

"Well, see you tomorrow then!"

"See you tomorrow!" I say before the both of us hang up. I make my way to my bedroom and start packing my suitcase. It doesn't take me too long to pack, which means I can have an early night tonight. Which I'll need for sure as the weekend will be crazy busy.

But even though I lay in bed early, I fall asleep very late as I can't stop thinking about the weekend. Will I meet some drivers? Will I meet my favorite driver, Daniel Ricciardo? I am getting a tour of the garage, he should be there, right? With Daniel on my mind, I manage to fall asleep eventually, dreaming about him and the race to come.

"I can't believe we're here!" Rachel exclaims excitingly as we make our way out of the Malaysian airport after a very long flight, following the guy that was holding a sign that reads 'Red Bull Contest winners'. He leads us to a car and puts our suitcases in the back. Once in the car, the driver heads to our hotel.

"You have some time before you're expected in the lobby. Someone else will take you to the track, where you'll get a tour of the garage before the second free practice starts," the guy with the sign explains to us. I almost forgot it's already Friday, the flight was very long and time zones messed me up.

"Okay, thank you," I say and Rachel smiles at him. The drive to the hotel isn't long and soon enough, we're standing in a very nice looking hotel lobby. I walk up to the front desk, where a nice looking young lady looks up at me.

"Hello, how can I help you?" she asks me.

"Hi, I won the Red Bull contest and they told me that they'd book a room for me at this hotel," I say, not knowing how to explain it better to her.

"Ah, right! And your name is?"

"Y/F/N," I say and the girl starts looking in her computer.

"Ah, I found it. Your room number is 312, which is on the third floor. The elevator is to the right," the girl tells me.