A/N: Hey guys! Here's Chapter 3! I hope you guys enjoy it and PLEASE R&R! I REALLY CAN'T STRESS THAT ENOUGH! :)

Disclaimer: I don't own PJO. Never have, never will!

CHAPTER 3: WE ARE WELCOMED TO COLLEGE

Annabeth's POV

"Welcome to Demigod College!" The RA, Drew, cried. "My name is Drew, and I'm going to be your RA for this year. Then next year you'll have someone new."

I glanced down the hall toward Piper, and she was rolling her eyes. I couldn't blame her; I found Drew very annoying, too.

"I'd like to start off with a few icebreakers—"

"NO FREAKING WAY!" Leo yelled. "That's so lame!"

"Leo, honey," Drew said, "shush. Anyway, then I'll take you all to the arcade, which is where you'll officially be welcomed to Demigod College."

Five lame icebreaker games later, Drew led all of us to the arcade. It kind of looked like the Big House at Camp Half-Blood. It was large for an arcade, with rows upon rows of video games (mostly Pac-Man).

I immediately saw Mr. D there, drinking a Diet Coke and playing Pac-Man. He must've been doing poorly, because he was swearing in Greek, Latin, and English.

Drew cleared her throat. "Um…Mr. D, sir?"

"What is it?" asked Mr. D, not even turning around. He lost the game. "Damn you!" he screamed, slapping the game. "What is it?" he repeated.

"Uh…the freshmen are here, sir," Drew said.

"Ah, yes," said Mr. D. "Right this way into the Orientation Room."

The Orientation Room was nothing but a conference room. Statues of Zeus and Hera at the head of the room. Mr. D took the chair at one end of the table and motioned for the rest of us to sit down.

"Percy Jenkins!" Mr. D ordered. "I'd like you to sit next to me, you little troublemaker."

Percy sat on Mr. D's right. I sat next to him.

"Well," said Mr. D, "I am Dionysus, the president of this stupid college. Oh yes, welcome to Demigod College. Now that that's out of the way, I'd like to draw your attention to some important staff members here. This is Mr. Chiron, the assistant director and activities officer. Don't ask me why we have one, we just do.

"This is Drew, your RA." He gestured to Drew, who waved in a sickly-sweet way at us. "And this is Mr. Hermes. He'll be the one who takes all your crap and dumps it in the River of Punishment."

Hermes cleared his throat loudly. "I'm actually the head of the Admissions Office."

"Whatever," Mr. D snapped. "Just shut up and let me talk."

Grover's POV

After how many years, I was still horrified of Mr. D. He was a real jerk to me at camp, always threatening me, bringing me into the Big House just to scream at me for all the crappy things I did.

I didn't pay too much attention to the actual lecture—I paid more attention to Mr. D's Diet Coke can.

"What's wrong, Mr. Underpants?" Mr. D snarled.

"Underwood," I corrected, "and I was wondering, could I have your Diet Coke can?"

"No," Mr. D said. "There are many of them at the picnic later. Now what are you majoring in?"

"Environmental studies," I answered.

"Of course you are," Mr. D snapped. "Ms. Grace?"

"Music," Thalia replied.

I stared at her. "What?"

"There a problem with that?" she asked.

I shook my head. Thalia smirked at me and glanced back at Mr. D.

Aphrodite's POV

I was so excited to see all the happy faces looking back at me from the bleachers!

We were in the gym, and I was about to give my part of the presentation on dating and relationships, when I saw my favorite couple sitting hand-in-hand.

"Percy and Annabeth!" I called. "Would you please tell us what you two do on dates?"

"No!" they both screamed.

"All right. Jason and Piper?"

"Mom, that's so perverted!" Piper yelled.

"Yeah," Jason added.

"Fine! Well I'll tell you kids what Ares and I do on dates!"

"Aphrodite, that's weird. No one needs to know we do…stuff," said Ares, folding his arms and looking sexy, as usual.

"Ugh!" I sighed. "All righty. Well, here's Apollo with some health advice."

"Hey, guys," Apollo said cheerfully. "I'm Dr. Apollo, and I'm head of the health department here. So if you guys ever feel sick or just want to talk to me about how awesome I am, please stop by. I'm open 24/7…except on Halloween, Thanksgiving, Christmas, New Years, Valentine's Day, Easter, and Arbor Day."

"Why aren't you open on Valentine's Day?" asked Thalia.

Apollo smirked at her. "You're beautiful, sweetheart. Anyway, I'm not open on Valentine's Day because I go hunting hot women and force them to go on dates with me."

"Well," Artemis (the natural science teacher) interrupted, "that's quite enough. Off to dinner, and don't forget to scrape your portions of food into the brazier for the offering!"

"And then there are free games and stuff outside afterwards," said Hephaestus (the maintenance guy or whatever).

With that, the students all headed out to the dining pavilion to get dinner.