Annemarie Wilcox, or Shug as her family calls her, is beginning to think there is nothing worse than being twelve. She's too tall, too freckled, and way too flat-chested. Shug is sure there is not one truly amazing thing about her. And now she has to start junior high, where the friends she counts most dear aren't acting so dear anymore -- especially Mark, the boy she's known her whole life through. How is a person supposed to prepare for what happens tomorrow when there's just no figuring out today?