I'll just pretend.

Forget

Attached is a pic of Dracoe and Max. :) Hope you enjoy this chapter!

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"DAAAAAAANIEEEEEELLLLL!!!!"

I screamed as the Peugeot bounced in mid air once more. Daniel simply tossed me a grin as I looked at him in horror.

"Eyes on the road! EYES ON THE ROAD!!!" I shrieked, slapping his cheek hard so that his stupid head would turn back to the road.

"Owwww..." he whined, rubbing his cheek with a pout. Baby. 

"How did YOU  get a driving license?!" I demanded, gripping onto the sides of my seat tightly for dear life.

"I... drove? Oh, and maybe gave a little token of appreciation of 100 dollars to the examiner?" Daniel smirked. My eyes bulged out.

"NO!" I squeaked. I turned to the window and proceeded with frantically clawing it. 

"HELP! Get me out of here! I'm gonna dieeeeee!" I screamed as the car swerved recklessly.

"Hey, hey I was just kidding!" Daniel chuckled.

"how about some radio, eh?" The thumping of Maroon 5's Moves Like Jagger flooded the car. If this was Daniel's way of curing me from my personal problems, all his doing is worsening my state with giving me a trauma that would last a lifetime. No, I have never experienced his driving, thank you very much. This, unfortunately, is my first. 

So in this situation where there is Daniel's crazy driving, my desperate screams for help, Adam Levine's voice turned up to the max and the addition of Daniel's lousy voice singing to Adam at the top of his lungs only equates to CHAOS. And let me tell you, Daniel's voice is beyond traumatizing. Its worse than those weirdoes auditioning for American Idol, he seems to be impersonating a troupe of chimpanzees. Moreover, Daniel doesn't even know the lyrics so what he is singing is like, 

"Uh! Don't think you can mess with muh cookieee! Cos Imma moose my swagger, Imma Moose my swagger, Imma MOO-OO--OO-OOSE my swagger!"

I looked heavenwards, pleading, " Dear Lord, if I die, please kill Daniel Knight. If I don't, please kill Daniel Knight. Amen."  Just when Daniel was going to immitate Christina Aguilera's part, a huge lorry whizzed past, missing us by inches as it blared its horn angrily. I froze in shock whereas Daniel burst into fits of laughter like a lunatic immediately.

"So close! Man!" He guffawed.

"Daniel.. how far off are we from wherever you're taking me?" I asked, still in shock from the fact that I could've been dead by now. Daniel's laughter bubbled down and he stepped on the accelerator. 

"Not too long if I use my SUPER SPEED!" he announced like a superhero as we zoomed off. I groaned and covered my eyes as the chaos continues...

When Daniel pried my fingers off my face after the car stopped, I fearfully willed myself to open my eyes. I looked around, wild-eyed, noticing that we were parked in front of my old ballet school. I got off the car in a heartbeat and stared at the run down building that carried so many of my dearest memories lovingly. 

"Oh... I'm in Heaven.." I smiled.

"You're not dead." Daniel scoffed from behind. I glanced at him then frowned.

"If you're here... Oh God! I'm in Hell after all!" I dramatically shriek. 

"Ha. Ha. Veryyy funny. Lets give her a standing ovation." Daniel rolled his eyes. In response, I curtsied.