Matt's first week at OSB passed in a blur of new friends, big meals, solid sleeps and a growing sense of happiness - school had always been a time to dread for Matt, especially the last few years as he was generally the biggest in his class, and regularly picked on. But at OSB, he was quite ordinary - well, except for his appetite, and got praised and admired.

Seven days in, and Matt was heading into gym class - just the third one of those he'd had. His first gym class had a been a time of puzzlement and wonder - completely unlike any other gym class, ever, what with stretching, weightlifting, swimming, and not a team sport in sight! They'd been told that gym class would be a variety of things, and Matt was actually looking forward to today, when they were supposed to have an introduction to wrestling.

But, first, it was time for the weekly weigh-in. Matt was looking forward to finding out what some of his classmates weighed - not everybody talked about it, but they were going to use a big walk-on scale for this, with a big display, so if he looked, he'd know everybody's weight! It would be cool. And, he knew he'd grown himself - how could he not have, he was eating as much as Todd, and more than most of the other grade nines, despite his 'small' size.

Todd was just ahead of him, and stepped onto the steel square.

"506," flashed up on the big display.

"Another pound," Todd said to Matt, high-fiving him as they passed.

Matt stepped on and the display flashed, "261."

"SEVEN POUNDS!" Matt said in shock and surprise.

"Cool!" Todd said, and then started a chant.

"grow, grow, groW, grOW, gROW, GROW!"

Matt just stood there, so surprised.

"Matt, please move along" Mr. McCrary requested. "Congratulations. Good job!"

Matt just moved in a stupor, scarcely seeing the demo of wrestling moves, or hearing it when he was partnered with...