Out for a Morning Car Chase (Private)

I went to the gas-station to get some snacks as I saw an awesome and brand-new car, next to it there was a young girl standing. I looked at her and recognized her immediately, she was the girl from the rave who ignored me completly, Coral told me that her name was Ellen. I walked over there and said "Wow, nice car, must have been pretty expensive."

Rosetta walked into a nice car dealer ship and spotted someone from camp. She didn't know her personally, but she knew she went to camp. The girl was in a Camaro. Rosetta walked up to the car and waved she said, "Είσαι από ετεροθαλείς στρατόπεδο?" That meant, Are you from Camp Half Blood?

"Oh, I'd just love that!" exclaimed Rosetta. She smiled and hopped in the passenger seat of the car. She then said, "Κόρη της Αφροδίτης." That meant, Daughter of Aphrodite. She loved stirring the police.

"Well I am always up for a challenge." I said and smiled at her. I wasn't really comfortable with it, but I had to accept this challenge, I didn't want that those girls would think that I am a coward. "I am Vic by the way. So, who drives?"

"You? I called shot gun, by sitting here." said Rosetta. She smiled. She put her seatbelt on and put her sun glasses over her eyes and looked ahead. She smiled.

"It's not up to me. We should pretend to let her in the car and then speed away!" said Rosetta she smiled an Aphrodite smile. She looked at the drunk girl and looked ahead again.

"Me driving?" I didn't like that idea, but I didn't want to look like a chicken to them so I said "Well all right. Everybody hop in" as I spotted Coral. What the heck is she doing, she looked even worse than before at the club. "We can't leave her alone here, can't we take her with us?" I asked.

"Well then we have a problem Rose called shotgun.. so you guys have to sit in the back. I mean look at her, she is wasted, she will probably fall asleep anyway? Just sit with her in the back. Pleaase, for me." I asked her with my most charming voice. "Or do you have a better idea?" I asked Ellen.

Rosetta sat in the front seat looking at the drunk one. I may be daring, BUT I would never get nude in public. Maybe at a Truth or Dare game in my cabin, she thought. She smirk and looked at the two that were near her. She waited for them to make a decision.

"Well ok ok you drive, we just need to get her off the streets half naked. I said impatiently. I went over, grabbed Coral by the arm and told her "Hey look Coral, we are going on a nice trip with that car, how do you like that? Just sit in the back and wait. I pulled her over to the car.

I shoved Coral in the backseat, it wasn't very nice. But she didn't notice what's going on anyway."No one second please" I told Ellen. I went to get Coral's skirt and shirt, I also saw a bucket standing around and got it, you never know with those drunk people I thought to myself. I got in the car now, sitting in the backseat next to Coral. "Let's get rollin" I yelled

"Are you kidding? Even though we're in a car, we're still in public." said Rosetta. She grimaced and thought about taking her clothes off. She shook her head as if to say, No. She sighed.

"Er...No thanks, I'm good." said Rosetta. She grinned at Ellen. She kicked off her shoes and just unbuttoned her shirt. She was a daring girl, after all.

I looked out of the back window and saw a police car chasing us. Great, just great I thought to myself. By the way that girl was driving she probably didn't have a license and drank something already, sitting next to me was the half-naked, drunk mess who used me at the club and I have her skirt and her shirt in my hands. That's what I call a fun night. "Well is that all your car has to offer? The police is catching up on us." I yelled at Ellen.

Eventually, Sam had lost interest in the rave. He decided to go for a ride before heading back to camp, but had only cruised the streets on his Honda Fireblade for a few minutes when he saw a Camaro tear past him on the highway, driving recklessly. Police sirens were in the background.
"What the...punk ass hotrodders," Sam growled, gunning his engine and giving pursuit, his trench coat flapping behind him. Sometimes he didn't feel like playing vigilante-now was not one of those times.

"I have an idea. Let's play Padiddle. It'll be fun. Who's in?" said Rosetta. She smiled, actually wanting to take her clothes off at the same time that she wanted to not take her clothes off.

Sam gave another shot of gas, staying right on the Camaro's tail.
"Pull over!" he yelled, drawing one of his pistols and firing at the car. The celestial bronze rounds wouldn't damage the vehicle, but they could still hurt demigods. And Sam had a feeling that these drivers were some of the half-bloods from that rave. In any case, the gunshots were convincing enough.