Once we reached the Prius,Meg called shotgun. Which was yet another example of my unfair existence. Gods do not ride in the back. I again suggested following them in a Maserati or a Lamborghini. But Percy admitted he had neither. The Prius was the only car his family owned.

Wow. Just..wow.

Sitting in the backseat,I quickly became carsick. I was used to driving my Sun Chariot across the sky. Where every lane was the fast lane.