Sorry that the chapter is so short, I hope you still like it.
After a celebration, Percy, Annabeth, Jason, and Piper met in front of the building to drive home together.
"I can drive," Annabeth offered.
"Are you sure you didn't drink anything?" Percy asked.
"At least I can still drive, none of you can do that," She replied, annoyed. She knew it was a different story for them since they were all too drunk to turn it on. When she realized that the others are downcast, she apologized quickly. Then they got in the car. Annabeth drove, in the passenger seat sat Piper and the boys behind.
The building is a bit out of the way so they have to drive over a country road. In the middle of the ride, Piper complained: "Annabeth I want to go home, can you not drive faster?"
The boys agree.
"People, I drive so I determine how fast we drive, besides, it's foggy."
"What should happen to that? There is nothing here," Percy nagged.
Actually, she knew it stupid of her to listen to drunks, but she did it anyway. She pressed the accelerator, the next time she looked at the speedometer, the display was at 140. She sank in thought for a while about whether or not it had really been wise to listen to the others. When she looked up again, a sharp curve had suddenly appeared in the fog not 20 years from the car. "Brakes!" someone shouted from behind.
She hit the brake and yanked the steering wheel, but they were still moving way too fast. Moments later, they came off the road.
Let me know what you think of the start.
René