Until I'd come up with the bios idea, I'd shared everything I'd done to hack Rochester's server with my brother. He'd never given me ideas, but I would see his eyes light up when he thought I had a chance. I'd figured out that his interest came because he had never been successful. I would prove to him that I was no longer the little girl who cried when he pulled her ponytail. I had no trouble grabbing my brother's balls to get his attention.
The shell went poof after it gave me access as the system's user. I did this using my phone's internet which I'd also manipulated over the summer so the IP address couldn't be traced back to me. The first hurdle was pulling up the screen and having the ability to function as the user.
Bingo. The secretary's pretty flowers she used for her backgroun
