cuz here 's aaron , right here , rising outta the grass from nowhere , rising up and smacking me cross the face , scratching my lip with his big ring , then bringing his hand back the other way , closed as a fist , catching my cheekbone but at least missing my nose because i 'm falling into the grass , trying to fall away from his punch , and i let go of manchee 's collar and off he runs back to the squirrel , barking his head off , the traitor , and i hit the grass with my knees and my hands , getting grublet stains all over everything .