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Andie said, retreating. “No touching.”
    â€œWhere does it hurt?” Alex asked, taking Jenna’s hand.
    She wiped away more tears and pointed to her calf. “Right along my shin.”
    â€œThis doesn’t look so good,” Andie said. “Natalie, please go and get the nurse. And hurry.”
    â€œNo!” Jenna said, trying to maneuver into a semi-standing position without putting any pressure on her right leg. She managed to get onto her left knee, with her right foot propped out in front of her, but even that little movement made her eyes water more. “I probably just bruised it when I fell or something,” she said, in what she hoped was a convincing tone. “It’s fine, really.”
    â€œJenna!” Andie said sternly. “Lie back down. It could be broken!”
    â€œI’m okay,” Jenna said, ignoring her. She put all of her weight on her left foot and hopped around. But the second her right foot made contact with the ground, she sucked in her breath. “Yow!”
    She let Andie and Mia put their arms around her shoulders and ease her back onto the ground, just as the nurse ran onto the field with Nat, a few of the counselors, and—how embarrassing!—a stretcher.
    â€œThere’s no way I’m getting on that thing!” Jenna said, pointing to the stretcher.
    The nurse smiled sympathetically. “Let me just take a look first, and then we’ll see, okay?” She gently examined Jenna’s calf, touching it as lightly as she possibly could. A frown flickered briefly across her face when she rolled Jenna’s sock down a bit.
    â€œIt’s starting to swell,” the nurse said, pulling out a huge pair of scissors.
    â€œWhat are those for?” Karen asked, paling.
    â€œI have to cut her shoe off,” the nurse said. “If we don’t get it off before her foot swells more, it could cut off circulation.”
    Jenna started to protest but then thought better of it. She didn’t want her foot to fall off, that was for sure.
    Alex grabbed her backpack from the sidelines and eased it under Jenna’s head as a pillow while the nurse cut through Jenna’s shoe and put a splint around her leg. Sarah gave Jenna some water and ibuprofen at the nurse’s instruction, to help with the pain and the swelling.
    â€œDo I get room service, too?” Jenna teased, trying to crack a smile for her friends.
    â€œAll right,” the nurse said, standing up and motioning Andie, Mia, and Kenny to bring the stretcher over. “We better get you to the infirmary and put an ice pack on your leg. Then you’ll have to take a trip to the emergency room, I’m afraid. This has to be X-rayed.”
    Jenna’s half-smile shriveled up completely. “The emergency room!” she cried, and then she bit her lip to turn off the waterworks she felt building up again. The last thing she wanted to do was spend the rest of this perfect day stuck indoors with a bunch of stuffy doctors, but one look at Andie’s stubborn face, and she knew this was non-negotiable. That was when the panic set in. What if she had to have an operation or something? She tried to swallow her growing fear, not wanting anyone else to see it, but her heart was hammering so loudly, she was sure it was echoing for all to hear.
    â€œI’ll take you, Jenna,” Andie said with finality, but then she leaned over and gave her a hug. “It’ll be a quick trip,” she said soothingly. “You’ll see. But it’s important to make sure your leg’s not broken.”
    â€œOkay.” Jenna finally nodded reluctantly. “Oh, the mortification,” she said melodramatically as Kenny and the nurse carefully lifted her onto the stretcher. “Farewell, dear friends. I beg of you to forget this stretcher and remember me only in my days of glory on the soccer field.”
    â€œWhat are we going to do with you, Miss