Blur// 10k fanfic

Chapter One

I walked into the bar and eyes were on me immediately. I rolled my eyes and sat at the bar.
"Hey there thirteen" the bar tender said
"Sup man?" I asked fist bumping him.
"What brings you back here?" He asked
"Nothing for me in the city but Z's" I shrugged
"Another one?" The tender asked a dark skinned women sitting beside me and she nodded. He filled her cup.
"Hey there I'm thirteen, are you alright?" I asked the women.
"No....no I'm not" she said sadly
"Come on tell your buddy thirteen all about it" I said and she gave me a small smile
"I like your attitude kid" she said
"Thanks" I said giving her a goofy grin
"My name is Roberta Warren, national guard. I have lost my boyfriend Charlie. He took a bullet for our friend" she said sadly
"I wish I could sympathize...can't say I've really lost anyone. I cut my losses when this thing started." I shrugged and she sat up a bit straighter
"Maybe a little more on that will distract me from my despair."She promoted
"Well this thing happend at school, I was thirteen years old then, I'm sixteen teen now" I shrugged
"Your still a kid, how did you survive at school when people started going Z?" The bartender cut in
"I survived, get me a beer" I shrugged and he passed me a bottle. I grabbed it.
"Roberta I'll be back soon I just gotta go see some old friends" I said getting up and walking out I adjusted my Pierce the veil crop top, I had that on along with dark skinny jeans and black combat boots. I walked towards where the competition for a sniper was being held.
"Well well well look who we have here folks!" Sketchy called into the traffic cone he was using to amplify his voice as I approached him.
"Thirteen has returned" he said and it was accompanied by cheers from people who knew me. Sketchy smiled extending his hand so I could go into the back of the ruck with him.
"Hey skeezy!" I greeted he man. I traveled with these men a few months after I left home, we got here when I was fifteen. I stayed for about a month and went out and a year later here I am.
"What are you doing?" He asked taking the beer from me
"Awe come on sketchy" I frowned
"Nope, not at sixteen" he said tossing the beer out towards where the Z's were for the contest. I sat and watched the contest. It was down to a few people and a pretty cute guy was one of them. He was a good shot as well. Sketchy started talking to a man.
"Doc this is thirteen, we picked her up when this started we were in New York, she's been popping in and out of this place for the last two years" sketchy said putting a hand on my shoulder.
"Hello thirteen" doc said and I nodded
I watched the competition and some Z's came in.
I started walking to the bar
"Where are you going? We're leaving aren't you coming with us?" Skeezy asked sketchy joining his side
"Sorry guys not this time, see you around" I said hugging each of them before jogging to the bar. Harry was a zombie and Warren sat there probably drunk.
"Hey Warren come on let's find your group" I said and we walked around finding a truck.
"That's them" she said and stumbled over there
"Hey look it's Warren" doc said
"Oh hey thirteen" he said with a smile
"Hey there doc" I said and Warren climbed into the truck.
I turned seeing zombies running around I reached for my gun and I felt someone's hand on my arm.
"Get in the truck" Warren said and I nodded hopping into the trunk.
"Everybody this is thirteen, thirteen this is Warren, 10k, Murphy and Cassandra" doc said
"Hey" I greeted and sat in the trunk with 10k. I closed my eyes. I hated to leave sketchy and skeezy but that's not the last of them, I know it