"Wait for us!" Desmond called out, raising his hands in a placating gesture.
Somehow I felt just irritated as I watched the larger group spread across the rooftop. This was exactly what I'd been hoping to avoid. Our small, manageable group had been replaced by a mob of scared teenagers and young adults, each with their own opinions, fears, agenda and clearly no cohesion at all.
"Why do we have to wait for you?" Sydney asked her voice filled with disdain as she glared at him.
"I mean, we're supposed to be together in this, right?"
Desmond shifted uncomfortably under her stare, his mouth opening and closing like a fish gasping for air.
"No, we aren't," Sydney replied. "You were ready to throw us away like yesterday's garbage, even though Elena was clearly not infected." Her gaze swept across the group of students huddled behind Tobias. "You shunned us. So no—we aren't together in this anymore."
