Infection: Dying Days

Chapter 25 - A Leader Is Born Not Made

"Well, I'll let you get back to it."

Still keeping his good natured smile, Mr. Braxton moved away from me and joined the same group Glasses-kun was in.

"Sigh, I'mma have to tell him the truth later on. But until then…"

The show must go on!

Pushing the matter of explaining Mr. Cole's death to the side for later, I glanced at cart of weapons before switching my gaze to the groups.

Taking a baseball bat from the cart, I swung it around for a good feel. It had a good balance and weight to it.

As for why I'm choosing a baseball bat, well, it's because my trusty old shovel gotten dull after decapitating Mr. Cole which led me to leave it in the bathroom.

"Come up here and grab a weapon! There's enough for everybody!"

After waiting a few minutes for everyone to grab a weapon, I then said.

"Now, I will assign leaders. Group 1, Glasses-kun!"

"That's not my name!"

"Oh? Then what is it then?"

"It's Reginald. Reginald Emerson."

"...Like I said, Glasses-kun, you're the leader of group 1."

"Wha- did you just blatantly ignore me! My name is Reginald! Call me Reginald!"

"Then where would the fun be if I did that? Sorry, Glasses-kun but I'll only call you...'Glasses-kun'."

"Tch, I'll leave it at that since this conversation is getting me nowhere."

Feeling salty because I completely ignored his wishes and called him by his nickname, Glasses-kun could only smack his lips and mumble in protest.

Ha! His face is hilarious!

"Hey, Mr. Braxton can you move to group 2 and become their leader?"

"Mn."

After finding p.l.e.a.s.u.r.e at Glasses-kun's disgruntlement, I told Mr. Braxton to move to group 2. With a grunt in confirmation, Mr. Braxton moved over there.

"Okay, now for the other groups…"

Since I already know who I wanted to lead these 9 groups in mind, I quickly assigned them leaders.

Mr. Ackland led group 3.

Mr. Polinski led group 4, it had nothing but injured people.

As for group 5 Ms. C.h.e.s.ter led it. And just like group 4, it was filled with only injured people.

Big Sis had group 6 which had Andy and Amanda in it, while I had group 7 which was by the way, an injured group.

And in this injured group were the three guys I confronted. Garrett, the green haired boy and Stan. What a coincidence!

Group 8 was led by Mrs. Thompson.

Now, as for the last group, I decided to have David be the leader. He had Sara and a few of their teammates in it so he's the best option in leading them.

While I was giving out leader roles, I also gave the order in which we'll go to the bus garage. Groups 1,4,2 are first, groups 3,5,6 are second, and groups 8,7,9 are last.

"Alright, now that everything's explained we'll begin the plan shortly. Until then, rest...I hope this works."

" Don't doubt yourself. You did well. Not everyone can boss up and take charge like you did."

The moment I finished my sentence, Big Sis gave me a few words of encouragement. With a wry smile, I said to her.

"That's easy for you to say. You're mom is the CEO of a multi million dollar company and your dad is a world renowned martial artist! You're genes are made for leadership! I'm not cut out for this. Look at my back, it's soaked!"

I lifted the back of my uniform blazer to show her how wet my shirt is.

Crossing her arms, Big Sis said.

"Like I said, don't doubt yourself. If I didn't believe in you, I wouldn't have told you to explain. Now, what time should we start moving?"

"Hmm, what time is it?"

Pulling her phone from her out inner b.r.e.a.s.t pocket, Big Sis tells me the time.

"1:47 P. M."

"Okay, then we will start to move at three."

"Why's that?"

" Because I want these guys calm themselves before we try to get to the garage. It'll be dangerous if everybody here panics in the hallways."

"I agree. It's only the calm before the storm right now but once we go out there, any mishaps could jeopardize the whole plan. One scream could attract God knows how many infected...And here you say you're not suited to be a leader. Just what I would expect from you."

"Yeah, yeah. I don't wanna hear it."

Feeling my face getting red at her compliments, I tried to play it off.

However, it looks like I failed. With a smug look, Big Sis said.

"Heh, is somebody embarrassed?"

"Well, of course I'd be embarrassed. I got a beautiful girl complimenting me."

"A-ah, is t-that so?"

Big Sis mumbled in a fl.u.s.tered tone.

Haha, time for some payback!

Putting on a smug smile, I repeated the same thing she said to me.

"Oh, is somebody embarrassed?"

"... You wanna get punched?"

And that's my que to leave. My sixth sense warned me that if I pushed her to far she'll do it! I don't want to lose my teeth just yet!