I just wanted to make a quick note saying that every single one of Leah's poems are or will be written by me. I didn't really like the poem that came into the last chap, but I've written and will write more, so hopefully some will be better.

And guys, guys, I'm in Norway, and when we drove here- and also when we're driving home we'll pass Kiruna- you know the town Moa comes from. Hurray Oh, and speaking about Moa, she speaks in Swedish in this chap, right after there parentheses (is that the word) with thick text, it's the translation of what she says, I know, why even write in Swedish then? Well… because it's so much fun.

On the morning the day after my birthday I was woken up by a wet tongue licking my face. I groaned and opened my eyes to a small dog- licking everywhere she could reach.

"Hey." I giggled and lifted her while I sat up, the covers fell of me and I realized I had been sleeping in jeans and a hoodie, no wonder I was soaking with sweat. I lifted Ariel to the floor, but almost immediately, as I lifted myself into the wheelchair, she started walking around in circles, sniffing. I knew what was coming so I lifted her up and put her in my lap as I wheeled out in the garden and lifted her down on the grass. While she ran around and did what she needed I just sat there, watched her. I started thinking about a song I knew was a part in the saddle club with a song I could use, even though I'd have to change the lyrics a little. I lifted Ariel up in my lap again and wheeled into the house. Jonah wasn't awake yet, but mum sat by the table and dad stood by the kitchen bench fixing breakfast for himself. I put Ariel on the floor, she slipped on the wooden floor, and then ran over to dad, sat down and looked longingly up at his ham- sandwich.

"Want a piece?" Dad held up a slice of ham, I took the ham from him, and held it down to the floor under Ariel.

"Lay down." I said, she probably didn't know what that meant but I knew how to teach her. She laid down to reach the ham, I gave her the slice, while patting her head and telling her she was my very good girl.

"Dad?" I looked up at dad with Ariel in my lap a couple of minutes later.

"Yes?"

"Where will Ariel be when we are at work and school?" Before dad had the time to answer, Jonah came into the kitchen, drowsy, he sat down on a chair while mum pushed the egg- cup we used for his meds towards him.

"I'll bring her to the office." Dad answered my question. "None of my co- workers are allergic, and I can take pauses to take her out." Dad lifted Ariel up, and she started licking his chin and cheeks. Dad laughed and scratched her. I wheeled down the hallway to my room so I could get a shower and some proper clothes on.

It took me about ten minutes to say goodbye to Ariel, before I wheeled towards the school with Jonah walking beside me.

Moa POV

Third lesson after lunch, fifth lesson of the day, Miss Frond, Gosh, at home in Sweden, no one, just no one used miss, Madame, Mrs. or Mr. Neither for our teacher's nor anyone else, I had accidently called Mr. Pearce- the maths teacher- approximately three hundred and four years old man "Edward" earlier, and gotten a lecture in front of the whole class, while I was stuttering an explanation that where I came from we simply just called everyone by their first or maybe even their nicknames.

I hated this stupid place, this stupid country, I wanted to go home again. Where I could understand all the freaking words, without having to interrupt the person talking every third second to ask about a word I didn't understand.

I wanted to go home, where no one made fun of the word lagom, smorgasbord or my north- Swedish accent. Where my brother wouldn't throw a tantrum that made everyone- even those who knew why believe he was crazy - of course he was frustrated, he didn't understand people and they didn't understand him, why was I the only one who could understand that?

I wanted to go home, where it actually was possible to buy a bottle of coke, without having to buy a two- liters bottle. I sighed, and tried to understand the words in the geography book again. Half of the terms were to me, what it would have been to the others if their books had been in Swedish.

"Förbannade USA," (Dang USA) I mumbled to myself, then I grabbed the book and started hitting it in the desk. All the time while talking in Swedish- mostly to myself. "Jag hatar det här landet, jag hatar det här stället, jag hatar den här skolan" etc. (I hate this country, I hate this place, I hate this school etc.)

"Miss Dallvin" Miss Frond said, but it sounded more like "Dallen" and… well, that's when I realized what I was doing.

"For the last time, it's Moa, and if you must call me by my last name, for God's sake learn how to pronounce it…" Miss Frond opened her mouth to say something, but the bell rang, and before she had the time to give me detention, or send me to principal Figgins (stupid last names). I had gathered all my books and was on my way to the audiotourium for glee club. No one of the others were there yet, I plugged my phone in the loudspeakers and turned on the Karaoke- version of a song I had found. The music filled the room.

The song was about everything changing with moving to a new place. How you would ever be able to make this new place your own. And that was excactly what I was feeling about moving to America and while I walked around on stage moving my hands to the rhythm I felt every line of the song being exactly right. When it was done I grabbed my phone and put it back in my pocket when I heard clapping behind me. I turned around to see Mr. Schue standing there.

"Hey Mr. S." I said and turned around again, I sat down on the stage- it would probably be yet a while before the others arrived, I felt a hand on my shoulder, and turned around to see Mr. Schue standing there.

"You okay?"

"Yeah, fine." I walked passed him, and walked up in the stairs to sit down in one of the chairs in the audience, but Mr. Schue didn't leave me alone, he came to sit down next to me, I had pulled up some photos of my bag and looked at one.

"That in… what was it called again?" I sighed.

"Kiruna, and yes… there is this, grill called Annis, me and my friends used to eat there at least twice a week, I shot this pic from the balcony there." Mr. Schue smiled.

"You miss it huh?" I nodded.

"Yep, I miss everything. I even miss the earthquakes and the trains- and those are circumstances that could get quite annoying sometimes." I smiled, Mr. Schue looked questioning at me. Oh crap, why did I keep talking about stuff I knew they didn't understand? "They break Ore in the mine, for that they use dynamite, and then you can sometimes feel the ground shake. The train rails are like everywhere- nah, but there are a bit here and there, and there was one only about a hundred meters from where I lived. I used to go into the forest, cross the train rail, and into another forest, I used to walk there, I sang as much and as loud as I wanted because no one could hear me anyways. Then I came home and mum went furious about that I had crossed the rail, but it was worth it. I loved the hours when I just walked there and sang to myself… sorry… I'm just talking."

"No it's okay." Mr. Schue answered. "It's really interesting. I've always thought that other countries and languages are quite fascinating. Especially the fact that people can actually understand the words they're saying if it is in the right language, but not if they don't know the language. Oh sorry, now I'm just talking."

"This glee club is the first thing I've been liking with living here." Mr. Schue smiled.

"How about… well… you and I… we meet here every week, right before the glee meeting starts, and we, come up with three things that you learned liking with living here, we can do it until Christmas, or the whole year, and then… you'll see there are kind of loads of things you like about this place." I smiled and nodded, Mr. Schue pulled out an empty notebook from his bag and a pencil from his bag, then wrote a one- number on the first row and looked to me.

"Let's start right now, first thing."

"The new directions." He chuckled and wrote it as number one. Then looked back to me. "My parents aren't working as much here as at home." Mr. Schue added that to the list, just as Leah and Jonah Carmichael came walking onto he stage.

"Third?"

"You know, I kinda like having a name that no one else here has." Mr. Schue added that to the list.

"By the way Moa." Mr. Schue said. "When is your birthday?"

"Second May… crap… Swedish order, of course I mean May the second."

"How about… if the week for your birthday, we would make it a week when everyone has to do songs in Swedish I couldn't help but start laughing.

"That sounds great Mr. Schue"

Leah POV

"Hey guys." I and Jonah greeted at the same time as Moa and Mr. Schue came down on the stage.

"Are you sure you guys aren't twins?" Mr. Schue asked. "Because to me it seems like you say the same things at the same time and finish each other's sentences all the time."

"We do…" Jonah began. We had gotten this question before.

"But we're not twins…"

"My birthday's December the 11:th 1999…"

"And mine's nine eleven. Yep, THE nine eleven." Mr. Schue chuckled and shook his head, the others had come in almost everybody, so as usual we sat down around the stage, and started talking.

"How did you like your birthday present?" Lex asked me, and the expression on her face told me that she already knew what I had gotten.

"Most awesome present ever." I said.

"What's its name?" Connor asked, see? I had started learning the others names.

"Ariel. By the way Mr. Schue, talking about Ariel, I found a song I could change the lyrics just a few words, and then I can use it. Can I sing it now?"

"The floor's yours?" Mr. Schue and the others- except Jonah walked down to sit in the audience. Jonah grabbed a guitar, sat down and started playing.

I had changed the lyrics of the song a little, I was singing grey ears instead of white socks, chubby instead of skinny, garden instead of- whatever the word was and a few other things to make it suit my Ariel instead of a little foal.

The others clapped, and Jonah showed them to get down on the stage again as we as usual sat down on the stage.

"Listen everyone." Jonah said. "I said yesterday I'd tell you why I've got these cubes with frozen orange juice. And the fact is, they've got to do with why I've got this." He pulled out the Nitrospray out of his pocket and put it in front of him. "And this," he pulled the doze unit out of his bag, along with the box with frozen orange juice. "And this." He pulled of the chain he wore around his neck, from that hang a metal- sign with numbers to me, mum and dad- the heart- apartment at the hospital, and Jonah's doctor. "And this." Jonah also wore a wristband, with a button- that if we had to press it- it would send signals to the emergency services and send an ambulance to wherever Jonah would be at the moment.

"Hang on- isn't this." Marcie pointed to the button. "My grandpa had one like that- it would send an alarm to the emergency services when he pressed it." Jonah nodded.

"Yep, it will." I looked around the room- everyone looked worriedly to Jonah, he continued. "The thing is… I was born with a heart condition- at first I wasn't going to live for an hour- then for a year- then three years- never long enough for primary school and so on. I've beaten those odds, but… the thing is… it's gotten so much worse these last few months… I probably ain't going to be alive by the end of this school- year, maybe not even until Christmas." I could hear some of the others gasp, and I spotted that a few of them also had tears in their eyes.

"What's it called?" A girl I didn't know her name asked. Jonah chuckled.

"Carmichael syndrome Or, CMS as they usually say it… yes, I seem to be the first one in the world with it. There are syndromes that are close to this- but the doctors have never seen anyone with the exact same symptoms all at once." He smiled and looked around to the others. "The reason why I didn't want to join New Directions are many, I can't sing songs with too long notes, or that goes too fast. If I don't have the time to breathe I will have an attack- I can't dance, in fact barely stand and sing at the same time. But most of all I didn't want to put you all through this. You see, when I go to sleep at night, there is never a promise I will wake up to see tomorrow. I don't want to put you all through losing me. And more than anything else, you may never EVER. Avoid me for my problems, that won't make any of us feel good afterwards, don't be afraid to ask questions, talk about anything about it, or getting to know me better. Just don't avoid me okay."

"Listen Jonah." Mr. Schue said. "In glee club we're a family, and we'll all the here until the very end. I promise. And to you all." He looked first to Jonah, then to me, then to the others. "The door to my room is always open, if you want to chat or ask about something, I will always be there for you okay?" Mr. Schue pulled out some papers out of his bag and gave each to me, Jonah, Sean and Moa. "This is a contract, it's a promise that you won't drink any alcohol during your time in glee club. And if you break the promise… see that number in the corner? If you break it, call me, and I will come and give you a safe ride home okay? Also, if you get into other trouble, you're free to call me, if you need a place to stay I'll let you sleep at mine. If you need someone to talk to I'll listen." I pulled out a pencil from my pocket and signed it "Leah Carmichael" then I gave it back to Mr. Schue, and handed the pencil to Jonah.

"What a mix we've got with new Glee- clubbers this year huh?" Jasper said. "One with a heart condition, one in a wheelchair, one Swede and one…" he thought about it. "One that just is himself… only thing missing now is the traditional shy, small girl with the hell of a voice." We started laughing, until we heard a small voice behind us.

"Excuse me?" We heard, I had to turn around to see who the voice belonged to, and spotted a girl from freshman year, she was blonde, very skinny, and very short.

"Is this the glee club?" she asked.

"No way," Aiden said and shook his head. "No way."

"Excuse me… then do you know where the glee club is?" She sure was very shy too. Mr. Schue cleared his throat.

"Sorry, yes this is the glee club. Would you like to audition?"

"If it's not too late." She looked shyly at us.

"No of course not, just tell us your name and which song you'd like to sing."

"My name's Caroline Landon," she said shyly. "And I'd like to sing I have nothing by Whitney Houston."

"No way." Aiden shook his head again

So, that's it, I'm still in Norway, but before I can have this chapter uploaded I'll be home. My laptop's been "playing pranks" on me, but at last, my brother figured out what it was, and fixed it. But yet, I have no internet in the rorbu (it's sort of a cabin right by a fjord or the sea, just google it) and it takes about 9-10 hours to drive home, so I won't be able to get this up before I'm home tomorrow night

I have decided to do a video to describe how to pronounce Moa's name, and all the other Swedish names… hmm… I'm looking so much forward to write that Swedish week, shame it's yet so far away. But I've got some great ideas for it.

I will stop I swear, but I just wanted to make a quick note about Jonah's condition- yes, I came up with something. It was the easiest way to do it, and will also explain why stuff like transplant and such haven't been done. And all those stuff that he has I found either from a book- some of my nursing teachers or the meds (and Nitrospray!) my grandpa had. If I get things wrong, I am so, so, sorry.

I'm home now, and a picture of Caroline will be up "yaaaaaaaawn"… tomorrow I think

Playlist
Home and a slightly changed version of my little foal- both from the saddle club s3.