CHAPTER FIFTEEN, jpg



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@juliette.jpg: not a professional photographer, but i tried...so here's a lil photo dump of some of the grid. (ft. neymar and davi cus they're the best๐Ÿซถ๐Ÿซถ)

COMMENTS

@landonorris: im such a trend setter
- @danielricciardo: it's iconic

@neymarjr: where's isabelle?? she deserves a pic too!
- @isabellesantos: obrigada! at least you're thinking of me, unlike other people๐Ÿ˜’
- @juliette.jpg: mรฃe... i literally posted you on my main acc a few weeks ago, and wrote a whole paragraph...๐Ÿซฃ๐Ÿซฃ

@user1: the way charles' looking at her in the last pic ๐Ÿฅน๐Ÿฅน๐Ÿฅน
- @user2: r u serious they've been friends since they were kids, i don't think they would be a good ship, it'd be a little weird between them tbh
*LIKED BY JULIETTE.JPG

@georgerussell63: why do you manage to take the worst possible pics of me๐Ÿ˜ค๐Ÿ˜ค
- @juliette.jpg: probably means that you're just not as photogenic as other people
- @georgerussell63: damn๐Ÿ˜Ÿ
- @landonorris: nah man she just violated you ๐Ÿ˜ญ๐Ÿ˜ญ

@pierregasly: no comment๐Ÿ˜€
- @juliette.jpg: i have worser photos
- @pierregasly: 'worser' isn't even a word dumbass
- @juliette.jpg: get ready for me to post another embarrassing pic of you dickhead๐Ÿ˜
- @pierregasly: WAIT NO IM SO SORRY

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REAL LIFE !

Juliette was awakened by someone completely suffocating her.

She cringed as her eyes fluttered open, her eyes met a mop of brown fluffy hair.

It was Arthur. He was a bit taller than her, making him take up most of the bed space.

"Dude, get off of me!" Juliette groaned, pushing him off her. He landed on the floor with a thud. "OW!" He yelled, quite loudly. Juliette kicked him, resulting in him whining. He was such a kid.

Charles then barged into the room, his eyes frantic. "What happened?!"

Juliette and Arthur's eyes met. Before they burst out into laughter. "Chill, Charlie. Arthur was just being a baby." Juliette chuckled.

Charles' stomach fluttered a little at the nickname. He was glad that they were back in okay terms.

"Jesus. I thought someone died in here." Charles sighed, quite dramatically. Arthur rolled his eyes. "You guys are such bullies."

Lorenzo's head then popped into Juliette's room. Juliette let out a groan. "Why does everyone always gather in my room?"

They all shrugged. Before Lorenzo spoke up. "Do you guys wanna play some tennis? Before we go swimming!?"

The three others reluctantly nodded. They had quite a lot of time to kill, and they didn't get the opportunity to play tennis the day before, because Pascale wanted to catch up with Charles.

"Wait. Are you sure you can play? With your arm." Charles questioned, his head nodding towards the bandaid on her arm, that concealed her burn.

"She didn't break her damn arm. A little burn won't stop her from playing." Arthur responded for Juliette. The Bianchi nodded, agreeing with the youngest Leclerc. "You took the words right out of my mouth."

The two lightly high-fived each other.

"Alright. I'm gonna go change. Meet you guys in the patio?" Lorenzo asked, the three nodded. Lorenzo left the room, leaving the other three.

"Okay guys, get out so I can change." Juliette spoke, the two boys sighed, before lazily getting up. "Fine." Arthur groaned.

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Juliette wore a lululemon outfit. A peachy white skirt, with a fitted top that was sleeveless. She also packed a small bag, putting her bikini and some other necessities, since they would go to the beach right after.

She grabbed her bag, and made her way downstairs.

"Hey partner!" Arthur exclaimed, wrapping an arm around her shoulders. Charles' brows furrowed. "Partner?"

"Yeah. She told me that she would be my partner, yesterday." Arthur responded. Charles pouted. "I thought you were my partner."

Arthur scoffed. "No way! You two always cheat when you're together!" Charles wrapped his arms over another, on his chest.

He was wearing a puma shirt, which complimented his muscular build pretty well. Along with a pair of navy blue shorts. He didn't look bad.

"You two would cheat even more if you were together! You shouldn't even be put into the same room as each other, you two make so much trouble." Charles argued. Juliette chuckled. "Okay, dad. But that isn't your decision to make-"

"How about Juliette partner's up with me?" Lorenzo spoke up, tired of the shenanigans the three were causing.

Juliette's eyes brightened. "Hell yeah!" She hooked her arm with his. "Lorie's my new favorite Leclerc brother."

"Wait, who was your old favorite?" Arthur questioned. Juliette just responded with a teasing smile.

Lorenzo and Juliette happily walked to the car. Arthur and Charles looked at eachother in disbelief. "He took her from right under our noses." Arthur rolled his eyes, lugging his bag with him towards the car. Charles nodded, agreeing with his younger brother.

The tennis court was about 10 minutes away, so there wasn't really anything significant happening in the car. Juliette just mindlessly scrolled on her phone. Lorenzo put the radio on, and Charles and Arthur just messed around in the back.

Once the four arrived, they went to the reception, and checked in. The Tennis court was part of an exclusive country club that their families partially owned.

They then walked out of the reception room, and into the golf car area.

There were a lot of Tennis courts, and the one that Lorenzo reserved was in the back. So they decided to take a golf car, since it was a bit far.

Lorenzo drove-again. Arthur sat beside him, and Charles and Juliette sat next to each other, behind the two other Leclerc brothers.

Juliette sat in silence, scrolling through her socials, as she laughed quietly at something she saw on her instagram.

Charles mindlessly scanned the area, his eyes wavered over the different people who played tennis, the trees, the different plants that were scattered around.

Juliette adjusted herself on the seat, straightening her back, which resulted in her skirt rising up.

Charles' eyes wandered around, before landing on Juliette's exposed thigh.

Look, Charles wasn't a person who constantly checked people out. But he couldn't lie, Juliette was far more attractive than other people.

And she looked incredible. Even in a simple outfit like this.

If Charles was in a cartoon, there would've been heart eyes plastered onto his face. He couldn't take his eyes off of her, her thigh, her legs, her smile, her hair, her everything.

It was making him giddy, and he couldn't lie and say he didn't like the feeling. It was an exhilarating feeling, but it only made him even more conflicted about the girl next to him.

It was Juliette, the girl he knew since they were practically one years old. It wasn't weird, yet it didn't feel normal to think about her like this, in a different light.

Charles didn't know what he was feeling.

Juliette felt Charles's eyes burn into her. She felt small under his gaze, but she maintained a tall posture, her eyes never leaving her phone. She didn't want to acknowledge that he was staring at her, even if it was a bit obvious.

A notification popped up from Lando.

LN4:
Are you in Monaco?

Juliette felt a awkward, she knew that Charles was reading her messages from over her shoulder. She wanted some privacy, so she discreetly put her brightness down.

Charles then put an arm behind her, barely touching her shoulders.

Juliette paused slightly, before she chewed onto her cheek, and typed up a quick response.

JB17:
Close... I'm in Nice!
Do you wanna hang out sometime?

LN4:
Sure, I'll let you know when I can ๐Ÿคช
Also, how's things with Charles going?

That's when Juliette decided to leave the chat, and mute Lando.

Charles definitely read that message. Juliette awkwardly wavered around her home screen, switching between Instagram and TikTok. She ignored the obvious elephant in the room. She pursed her lips lightly.

Charles was now curious. He wasn't mad, the two made up. She probably didn't tell the others about it though. He was just curious about what she said about him when they were arguing.

But he waved the subject off for now, as he realized that they finally arrived at the Tennis Court.

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