Chapter one

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-your pov-

I walked down the abandoned highway. Looking. For what? I have no idea. But I knew I was looking for something. I took another step and heard a horn go off.

I looked behind me to see a blue truck slow down. There was one female and three males.

"Where you going little missy?" the male driver said.

I adjusted my floral skater dress. "No ideas. Just trying to live. How about yourselves?" I asked.

"A place with no z's." he smiled.

"What's with that eye patch kid?" one of the men from the back asked.

"Lost my eye pre z. Wasn't one for listening." I replied.

"Would you like to join us?" the female asked.

"No thank you. I like to be by myself. Less things to worry about." I smiled and wrapped myself in my jean jacket.

"Okay. Well. Don't get eaten."the driver waved.

"Will do sir." I waved back.

I adjusted my backpack and took out my handgun. I checked the clip.

"Damn. Only three bullets left." I sighed.

It started to get dark. I walked to the edge of the trees and climed. High enough to stay out of the reach of the z's, but low enoughthat if I fall i won't do any serious injuries.

I found a sturdy branch and got out a sleeping bag and rope from my bag. I got in the sleeping bag and tied the rope around me just to make sure I won't fall if I turn in my sleep.

I could hear groans and wales a little ways away. But I don't doubt they will find me.

I soon fell asleep.

--in the morning--

"Do you think she's dead?" I heard a voice ask.

I then felt someone poke my cheek.

"Hey!" I swatted.

I opened my eye to see people standing upside down.

"Nope. Not dead." a colored woman said with a sigh.

"She's kinda cute." and old man with graying hair and beard smiled at me.

"Cool! Another stoner!" I smiled.

I untied myself and let my stuff fall to the ground with a thunk and I hang from the tree branch.

"So who are you?" the same woman asked me.

I wrapped my sleeping bag up and put my rope in my bag.

"Im Y/N. And you?" I took out a small gym bag that was wrappednin bubble wrap.

"Well. Um.. Im Roberta Warren." the colored woman said. "This is Addy "

She pointed at a woman with red hair and two different earnings.

"You bet Doc. And Vasquez." she pointed at both men.

"Lastly. 10k."

I looker over my shoulder at the boy named 10k. He held a snipper rifle. Looks around my age.

"Hey. You guys want some?" I asked pulling out my bong and my grinder.

"What's that!?" Doc asked with glee.

"Some really good weed." I smiled.

"Count me in!" Doc smiled happily.

"No Doc. We need to keep moving." Warren said sternly.

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