"What do you mean I can't take my bike?" I asked the man who was in charge of admitting people into the refugee camp.

"Only selected officials are allowed to have vehicles sir." He said.

"That's stupid!" I all but yelled.

"Sir if you have a problem with it then feel free to leave." He said not bugging.

I growled and walked off taking my motorcycle with me.

How ridiculous. My bike didn't even take up much space.

I walked over to an alley and parked my bike and leaned against it pulling out a smoke. After lighting I took a big drag and felt the tension just melt out of my body.

I should quit I thought as I took another hit. This whole end of the world crap it was going to get harder to find smokes.

I was watching the entrance to the camp when I saw a young girl walk up towards it. the asshole was talking to her and she started making wild hand gestures and walked off an angry look on her face.

"What happened!?" I called as she walked past me.

"Dick head over there said it was full." She said.

"Yeah? How rude" I said taking another hit.

"Tell me about it. The next camp is over 2 hours away." She said walking closer to me. "What about you?"

"Wouldn't let me take my bike in. I don't need that kind of negativity in my life" I said crushing the but of my smoke out.

"Must be a pretty special bike" She said leaning against the wall.

She was closer now and I could see her clearly. She was pretty. Tall with a gentle build. Reminds me of a dancer. Except she didn't look like most dancers. She had long coppery hair with red streaks in it. Her style was nice punk rock very rebellious.

"Like your hair" I said.

"Ugh thanks the dye is running out. I need to go find some more." She said running her fingers through it.

"Whats your name?" I asked.

She turned and looked at me and squinted her green eyes looking me up and down.

"why?" She asked.

"Curious. You seem cool. But if it makes you uncomfortable you don't have to tell me." I said.

She nodded and looked away back at camp. It was silent for a few seconds be for she said her name.

"Salem" She said giving me a small smile.

"Brooklyn" I said back putting my hand to my chest.

"Nice to meet you." She said.

"Same. So you wanna get outta here and head to the other camp? Maybe even find you some new hair dye?" I asked.

She nodded and together we got on my bike and rode off.

this is Brandon547's OC! So I have about 3 more OCs then the story will start not a big group but not many people are submitting oh well :) enjoy! supper short sorry