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When Max first set a foot in the paddock he was 17 years old, and alone. he had been told several times that he had a remarkable talent and that he truly belonged in the sport.
Though his knowledge of the sport was major he severly lacked knowledge in other areas of the world. His father had pulled him out of school to focus on the racing and hadn't botherd with homescooling him so any knowlege he should have of the world was basicaly non existant. he didn't know what it entailed to be an omega as his father has had him on heavy supresants since the day he presented at 13. "nothing to keep youre mind of racing" his dad had said. he was told by his father that they wouldn't let him race if he was an omega, so what choice did he have?
His first race weekend started with a drivers brefing and all the drivers were gonna be threre. He acually felt exited! Almost all his idols were on the grid and he wanted to show that no mater his age, he still belonged. He wanted to make a good impresion on them and hopefully introduce himself. He grabed his little notebook so he could write down what was being said and made his way there.
He walked towards the meting room when he herd voices from around the corner. He stopped and watched as Nico Rosberg and Lewis Hamilton walked in together laughing at somthing. after them walked Daniel Ricciardo, Valtteri Bottas, Sebastian Vettel and Kimi Räikkönen as a group talking amongst themselfs. then came Fernando Alonso and Jenson Button who must have senced that he was watching cause they turned to look at him and... smiled? They acually smiled at him!? Max felt as if he was gonna explode from pure Happines. He folowed them in and saw the rest of the drivers inside. he looked around for a place to sit and saw Carlos Sainz -his new teammate - waving for him that he had saved him a seat. Max smiled and sat down next to Carlos.
Jean Todt started speaking about the year and new regulations aswell as track history, he kept going for maybe 1 hour. Max wrote down the important bits oblivius to the looks he got from other drivers. then Jean asked if anyone had questions and maxes hand was the first and only hand upp in the air. He asked maybe 3 questions about a few high incident risk corners and got his awnsers. then they were free to go and max got nervous. should he talk to the other drivers or should he just leave to go to the garage. luckily he didn't have to decide beacause as soon as everybody got upp from their chairs Fernando came upp to him.
Fernando:
Hey kid, impressive to se you in f1.
Max (mumbeling):
Thanks..
Fernando:
its gonna be fun seeing you on the track this week.
Max: you too!
Fernando:
good luck kid, see you later.
And then he walked away.
five minutes later he was happily in his drivers room humming to himself thinking this had been a good day.