"Throw it, throw it," Talia yells as if he's not 7 feet in front of her. Riley threw the football from the sidelines of the school's football field. He had missed half of the school day so he had to hang out with the water-girls, and of course ford, instead of playing in the game. We were playing around with the ball, the football players were only warming up for their upcoming game so we weren't worried about handing out water yet. I stuck my hand out to block it and I felt my stomach drop. It burns, it stings, it's aching, I cant bend it. "ouch" I say while laughing, not knowing what to do. I can't let them know my finger hurts because its my fault, and I can't make Riley feel bad. "What's wrong, what happened?" Talia says, as I shake my hand pretending that would help. "Finger machine broke," I say keeping the mood light. Jackson laughs. I laugh in surprise he was paying attention. I ask Talia if she thinks