In 1864, what prompted some Radical Republicans to turn on President Lincoln and call for the nomination of John C. Frémont?
Milton stared at the question, struggling to piece together a coherent answer with the information he knew. He felt pressure set in, as he knew time to complete his History exam was slipping away. But the more he stared at the question, the more it seemed to resemble every other unanswerable query he constantly posed to himself:
Why am I the way I am? Will these feelings ever go away? Answer in complete sentences.
Suddenly there was a symphony of cell phone notifications. The teacher looked up from his desk, fuming with anger. He rose to collect the offending devices, but not before most of the students had seen the image that had appeared on their screens.
"Whoa! Look at Kim Crawford's tits!" someone in the corner of the room shouted, accurately expressing the sentiment of the rest of the class. The History teacher snatched phones out of the students' hands and threatened to give everyone a zero on the exam if they didn't get back to work immediately.
The period ended and the school flooded the hallways. It seemed that just about everyone had received Kim's steamy selfie. The only thing that brought the chatter to a halt was Kim herself darting down the hall with a red face and bleary eyes. The rest of the Wasabi Warriors had gathered near Jack's locker, and Jerry shouted out to Kim. She ignored him and hustled into the girls' bathroom.
"Someone must've hit 'send to all contacts,' amirite?" Jerry said out of earshot of his embarrassed friend.
"It wasn't from her number," Jack replied, rushing to defend Kim's honor. Indeed, no one seemed to know the identity of whoever leaked the photo.
"Well, one of us has gotta go in there and calm her down," Jerry suggested. He looked at Eddie who looked at Milton who looked at Jack.
"No way am I going in the girls' toilet," Jack said. There was a long silence. "Okay, fine, I'll do it." He reluctantly added.
Ten fretful minutes later, Jack emerged from the girls' toilets with his arm around a cool and collected Kim.
"Dude, what did you say to her?" Eddie asked. Jack said that they had agreed to keep it a secret. With that, everyone headed to the cafeteria.
At lunch, Jack vowed to discover the name of the person who had shamed his friend. Kim begged him not to, saying she did not want to trouble him.
"Kim, you're important to me – to all of us – and so your friends are going to get to the bottom of this." Jack declared and gave Kim a comforting embrace. Milton dreamed of taking Kim's place: Jack looking lovingly into his eyes, promising everything would be okay.
Jack asked Eddie, Jerry, and Milton to meet him at the frozen yogurt shop near the mall after school the next day. Once all four had arrived, they were in full detective mode.
"Okay, we've only got one clue," Jack explained, "the leaker's phone number. If we find out who it belongs to, we'll be pretty much sure who did this to Kim."
Milton found a website which identified the address of where the phone number was registered. It was in Seaford, about a five-minute walk from the froyo place.
The Warriors minus Kim reached the address listed on the website, a sprawling apartment complex. Fortunately, the site had given the apartment number. Jack swaggered up the stairs to the third floor, ready for confrontation, with his friends in tow. He knocked on the specified door and waited.
A middle-aged blonde woman in a business suit answered the door.
"You guys looking for Kim?" She asked. The boys' jaws dropped. Jack asked if the phone number belonged to her.
"That's my cell. Why?" She asked with a confused look on her face. Kim walked out of her bedroom wearing a pink robe and curlers in her hair.
"Hey Jack!" she exclaimed.
"You sexted the whole school using your mom's cell phone," Jack stated matter-of-factly. "Why the hell would you do that?"
Kim stopped in her tracks. "Oh Jack… I should've known you'd figure it out sooner or later… I'm so sorry. It was just so nice when you were there for me, comforting me."
Jack slammed the door shut and hurried out of the apartment complex. The other three followed him in silence. Unbeknownst to them, they were headed to the dojo. Jack burst in. He unbuttoned his shirt and began punching one of the dummies.
"Are you OK, man?" Jerry asked.
"I'll be fine. I just need to get out some aggression right now," Jack replied. Rudy appeared from his office, wanting to know what was going on.
"Set up some boards, Rudy." Jack demanded. Rudy indulged him.
"I'm done with girls. All of them!" Jack cried, and chopped a board in half.