Camp Fairy Tail REMAKE

by NaLu911

Lucy is one of the richest people in the world. Her father has her whole life planned, from her marriage, to her job, and to her kids. What happens when she runs away to be a counselor at a summer camp with her best friend Levy? What will happen when she meets a pink haired boy who puts a spark into her life? **THIS IS A REMAKE OF MY ORIGINAL CAMP FAIRY TAIL**

1. Chapter 1

"Lucy!" I turned from laptop to see who was yelling for me.

"Hey Levy." I smile. Levy starts walking towards me with a smile on her face.

"Remember how you were looking for a summer job?" I sigh, it was true. It's not the money that I need. It's the getting away from my father that I need.

"Yea?"

"We're hiring teen counselors for my families summer camp." She responds while pulling papers out of her bag. I mean, it isn't the exact way I wanted to spend my summer. Sting and father would both be upset if I left. Then again, do I care? I guess I care how Sting feels. I know he will miss me, but he will get through it.

"What was the camp called again?" I asked her.

"Camp Fairy Tail." I smile at the name. I used to love Fairy Tales. Mom used to read them to me when I was younger.

"How long?"

"All Summer." She replies with a smile on her face, knowing I can't refuse the offer.

"Really?" I ask with excitement. A whole summer away from Sting and Father? I might actually miss Sting, but I need some time to think about it.

"Camp starts this Monday. Counselors have to be there Sunday night, but my family has to go on Saturday so we can get everything open."

"So, we leave in two days. When will we come back?"

"Camp ends about a week before school starts back up." I smiled. Could this be anymore perfect?

"Sounds perfect." I reply.

"Good. There's some forms you will have to fill out." She hands me the stack of papers from her bag. Levy looks down. "There's a page in the form that asks personal and stupid questions. From your favorite color to your family life. It's optional, so you don't have to do it." She tries to smile. I stand up to hug her.

"It will be fine." I say.

"I have to get going." Levy says with a smile. "Just fill those out and mail them to the house."

"I will walk you out." I reply getting up from my chair. Levy and I start to walk away. I have one best friend, and that's Levy. We never really needed anyone else. So we were always happy with each other. Now we get to spend the summer working together! I get to get away from my shitty life, and better yet, it is with Levy. Life couldn't be better.

I waved goodbye to Levy as she left. When he was out of sight, I closed the front door. I can't wait to get upstairs and fill those forms out! I stop before entering the kitchen to see what father is doing. I look around carefully, noticing that he wasn't there. No need to tell him before hand, right? I walk up the stairs, down the hall and into my bedroom. My father hardly comes in my room. I think it is because of all the pictures of mom I have up. I walked over to my desk and sat down. Well, let's get started on these papers.

Name- Lucy Heartfilia

Birthday- 7/1/1998

SSN- ***-**-****

Previous employment- None

Address- 5362 Dragon Avenue, Magnolia.

Phone Number- 516-528-0911

Email- LucyHeart yahoo . com

References- (I wasn't sure what to put. So I decided to put Levy's mom. Even though they own the camp. And my moms best friend.)

Maple McGarden- 516-528-4628

Karen Lilica- 516-528-3760

The first page was simple. It was just basic information. I answered everything. I took a deep breath and looked at the next page.

Are you good with children? Yes. (I never really played with children. I'm a very caring person, and I am patient. I don't have personal experience, but I would consider myself good with children.)

Have you been arrested? No.

Are you currently in trouble with the law? No.

Are you in physically good shape? Yes.

Are you willing to share an eight bed room with other counselors? Yes.

Are you willing to work with any age? Yes.

Are you willing to share your room with other female, and male counselors? Yes. (In all honesty, I'm not too fond of it. But it will still be better than sitting at home doing nothing all summer.)

AN***Anything written in ( ) is what she thought. She didn't write it down***

I take a break and sigh. I flip to the next page.

Getting to know you! This page is optional only. We like to take the time to get to know everything about our future counselors.

Favorite color? Pink

Favorite food? Pizza

Favorite Drink? Water

Are you an only child? Yes

Hobbies- Reading, writing, photography, walking.

Are your parents together?

I froze. It says optional. It will higher my chances of getting in if I answer it. I hate these questions. It makes me recall the past. I sigh and quickly write,

Are your parents together? My mother is deceased. I live with my father.

That was the end of the form. I didn't bother to explain what happened to my mom, since they already knew. Sometimes it is too much to think about. I walked down the stairs and to the front porch. I quickly put the envelope in the mailbox. The mail man should actually be here within a couple of minutes. Since the form was going to the same town, I should have my answer back by tomorrow. I shut the door and walk back inside.

"Hello Lucy." My dad is now sitting at the table, drinking coffee.

"Hey." I reply.

"How was your last day of school?"

"It was okay."

"You will be a senior when you go back in the fall." He says stating the obvious.

"Senior comes after junior? Who knew?" I reply. I start to walk upstairs. My dad calls out to me before I get there.

"Lucy!" I turn around.

"What?"

"Let's go to Paris this Summer." I loved Paris. But I haven't gone since my mom had died. I knew I wasn't going to go. But if I say no, it will cause a huge fight.

"I'll think about it." Not. My dad smiled. I continued to walk upstairs. He's trying to fix all the wrong he's ever done. But what he did, is unforgivable. I lay on my bed. I start to think about my mom. If she was still here, there is no way that I would be going to summer camp. If I get the position. Nobody would believe a rich girl who has it all, wants to leave. I live in a mansion. It has 17 bedrooms, all with their own bathrooms. I'm not much of an outdoor person. Well I am, I love walking. But I'm a huge baby about snakes and spiders. There's a soft knock on my door.

"Yes?" The door opens and Levy walks through.

"Hey." I say, sitting up. Levy sits on my bed.

"Did you fill out the forms?" She asks.

"Yea. I already mailed them." She smiles.

"Good. Then that means that dad is looking over them. He got a couple more today." I suddenly get nervous.

"I hope I get it." I smile.

"You will. You are very smart and awesome. Plus you're my best friend. They know that you are a good person." I smile. "Did you tell your dad?" I shake my head.

"I'm not gonna start a fight until I know for sure if I got it." She nods in agreement. There is another knock on my door. "Come in." My maid Mrs. Luskey walks in.

"I picked up these books for you today." I smile at her.

"Thank you so much." She nods and closes the door as she leaves.

"What books are they?" Levy asks being just as much as a bookworm as I am.

"The house of night series. Only the first five books though." I look at the next book. "The princess and the Dragon." I say.

"Sounds cool." Levy says. I jump as my phone starts to ring. Who the heck is calling me? Sting is in a meeting right now, and Levy is right in front of me. I look at the Caller ID. Kevin McGarden

"It's your dad." I say, not moving my eyes off my phone.

"Answer." She smiles. "He's probably calling to tell you that you got the job." I answered my phone.

"Hello?"

"Ms. Heartfilia?"

"Yes sir."

"I was calling to inform you that I have looked over your application for the camp. You can ride over with us on Saturday, or with the counselor bus on Sunday." I smiled.

"I'll get back to you on that." I say with a smile on my face.

"Okay. Please send my daughter home soon. Dinner is almost done." I smile.

"You got it. Thanks." I hit the end call button and put my phone down. Levy looks at me.

"So?" She questions.

"I got it." She cheers and hugs me.

"I told you that you would."

"I know. He said I can either go with your guys Saturday or ride the bus on Sunday."

"Come with us Saturday." She smiles.

"I have to talk to my dad." She frowns.

"Do you want me to talk to him too?"

"No." I smile. "Your dad asked for me to send you home. It's almost time for dinner." Levy stands up. "I'll walk you down stairs."

"This is going to be so much fun!" She smiles. "It will be a lot better with you." I love seeing Levy happy.

"I will text you tomorrow around noon." I say as we walk out onto the porch. I shut the door behind us, so my father doesn't hear. "If things go down bad I may need your help. But I should be fine." Levy nods.

"Okay." She walks to her car. "By Lucy!" She waves as she drives away. I walk back inside. My dad is no longer in the kitchen. I walk upstairs and begin to pack some clothing. There is a laundry room there. But I still want at least 20 shirts. That means I will take less pant since I don't care how many times I wear them. I end up packing 15 T-Shirts. Five dressier shirts, 10 pairs of jean shorts, two pairs of jeans, one pair of sweats, one sweatshirt, and two dresses. Just in case. I packed some bathing suits and undergarments. I packed two pairs of tennis shoes, and some sandals and flip flops. I packed a beach towel. I was sure the regular towels were provided. I grabbed my toothbrush, toothpaste, deodorant, and other necessities. I crawled into bed and fell asleep, anxious for tomorrow.