I don't know what's happening, really . . . but everything in my life seems to be changing. My body's growing fast and I can't seem to control my emotions anymore. Recently, it's seemed horrible if I'm the odd one out. Being black isn't the problem; it's being different in any way that's my worry. Brady O'Connell, along with his partner-in-crime, Craig McGee, are always insulting me because my dad's dead or boasting about how much better equipped they are than me - if you know what I mean. It makes me feel somehow inadequate. You should see some of the kids at school. Talk about growing up! It's all right for them, but will it ever happen to me, too?