A/N: This is my first fan fic! YAY! This is actually more a Holes movie fan fic than a book one, but that's ok. I hope you all enjoy. Please review if you read. I promise, it's more interesting than the summary lets on.
I do not own Holes. I did not write Holes and I do not own any of the characters or anything else in the book or movie. Louis Sachar wrote the book and owns it all. I am simply borrowing.
Lucie Drake wiped a bead of sweat from her forehead. She looked out the window at the dry, flat landscape. Camp Green Lake again. It was her third time to be here. The last time had been two years earlier and we she left last time, she had said she would never go back, but here she was. The guard at the front of the bus smiled a little at Lucie, and she forced a small grin.
"Thirsty, Miss Drake?" he asked.
"Yes, a little." She told him.
He reached into a small cooler and took out a bottle of water. Lucie stood to go get it, but the guard held up his hand.
"Stay where you are." He stood up and walked down the narrow bus aisle. "There you are, Miss Drake. We'll be arriving in just under half an hour."
Lucie glanced back at the boy sitting in the back of the bus. He was handcuffed and was staring blankly out the dusty window. She looked down at her bottle of water and momentarily felt guilty. Soon, though, her thirst took over her and she gladly gulped down the icy water, not caring that the other passenger was watching her.
As the guard had said, just under half an hour later they arrived at Camp Green Lake. Lucie rolled her eyes as she saw once again the dry lakebed and the broken down looking buildings. As she stepped off the bus and the guard sat her suitcase at her feet, she saw about twenty boys in orange suits that had been walking by stop and stare at her. Several of them started to whisper. Lucie slung her blonde hair over her shoulder and grabbed the handle of her suitcase. She was used to this kind of reaction. It happened every time she arrived.
"Thanks, I can take it from here." She told the guard who was removing the handcuffs from the boy from the bus.
As she made her way towards the warden's cabin, more orange-suited boys stopped to stare. She didn't look at any of them.
She knocked on the door and listened to the sound of cowboy boots coming toward the door. The door opened and she was met by a tall, smiling redhead.
"Hello Lucie. It's so good to see you again."
"Hey, Aunt Lou."
"I know you're mad at your mom for running off and leaving you here for the summer, but I'm glad to have you." The warden said, sitting a glass of lemonade in front of Lucie.
"Maybe it won't be so bad." Lucie said. "It'll give me a chance to get some writing done."
"Oh, and we'll have the same agreement as last time." The warden told Lucie nodding.
Lucie huffed. "I hate digging holes, Aunt Lou."
"All I ask is one hole a week. Then the rest of the week is yours. Since I am supporting you all summer long, it's the least you can do."
Lucie nodded. "Fine. One hole a week." She took another sip of lemonade. "Which tent will I be digging with?"
"D-tent." The warden said. "They're not quite as rowdy as the others. Most of them were sent here for stealing, rather than the more violent crimes."
Lucie laughed. "That's good. I won't have to fear for my life this time."
"Shall we go introduce you?"
Lucie and the warden stood outside D-tent. Lucie took a deep breath and shook her head. "Let's do this."
"Everyone decent? Ladies coming in." the warden announced.
A few boys mumbled, "Yes ma'me," so they walked in.
All seven boys jumped up from their cots when Lucie and the warden entered. Lucie could feel their eyes checking her out. After all, they hadn't seen a girl their age in months.
"Boys, this is my niece, Lucie. She's staying with me this summer and once a week, she'll join you to dig a hole. You will treat her exactly as you treat me, got it?"
"Yes ma'me." Everyone said at once.
"I'll leave you to introduce yourselves. Lucie, some back to the cabin whenever you want."
As soon as she left, a tall dark haired boy stepped up to Lucie. "Hey there Lucie. I'm Squid." He stuck his hand out and Lucie glanced down at it. She kept her arms crossed but replied with a small nod.
"I'm Magnet." Said another boy with a Hispanic accent. "This is Zig Zag."
Zig Zag was taller than Squid, but his hair that stood up on end made him look even taller. He had wide eyes and just stared at Lucie.
A few more boys were introduced to her as Armpit, X-Ray, and Zero. A curly-haired boy stepped up last and smiled shyly. "I'm Stanley, er, Caveman. It's nice to meet you."
Everyone waited for Lucie's reply. She looked at each of the boys again, and then tossed her hair over her shoulders. "Good night, boys." she said, turning to leave. There was some whispering as she walked out the door and she just rolled her eyes. "Guys."
"Wait," she heard a voice with a defined southern accent say. She turned to see the tall dark headed boy walking toward her. He stopped in front of her and sighed.
"Squid, right?" Lucie asked.
"You remembered."
"Yea. Can I help you with something?" she asked, with a hint of annoyance in her voice.
"I just didn't get much chance to talk to you in there, so I thought I'd catch you before you left."
Lucie didn't reply.
"Why are you here?" Squid asked.
"I really don't think that's any of your business." Lucie told him.
"Just wondering." Squid paused, then looked down at his feet. "Look, if you ever wanna hang out or anything, you know where to find me."
"Hang out?" Lucie looked a little confused.
"Yea. You know, after I dig my hole and stuff. We could play pool or something."
Lucie laughed. "Yea, Squid, that's just what I want to do. Hang out with a juvenile delinquent." She turned on her heel and walked away.
"Did you meet all the boys?" the warden asked when Lucie sat on the couch in the living room.
"Yep, sure did."
"What did you think?"
"They're guys alright. Typical guys. One even chased me down after I left and asked me if I wanted to 'hang out' with him sometime."
The warden laughed. "Which one?"
"Squid."
"Oh yes, Squid. He's quite the smooth talker."
"Yea, whatever."
"You don't think he's cute?" the warden asked.
"Oh yea, he's definitely cute. But, really Aunt Lou, if he's here, he can't be much of a catch."