#1 Because.. surprise, surprise!

Rowena
They have a bigger house than us. I keep on staring at the paper, and then realise with a sigh that I should write something down. Ils ont une plus grande maison.. Stupid French. What was than us again? Us is nous, that’s at least something. But than. Ce? Or que? You know what? Screw French! BAM! That was the door. I move my eyes from the paper, remove some hair from my face and raise one eyebrow in surprise. What the hell is Joe doing here? He should be in Germany, preparing for tonight’s concert. And besides, I don’t think Lyan is the only only one who’s hyperventilating now. Joe turns to me and opens his mouth to say something: “Rowena.” POK Lyan just fell of her chair. But that’s not the only thing I notice. Joe’s voice is hoarse and sad. And when I look at my brother for a second time, I see his red eyes. While Lyan climbs back on her chair, Joe turns around and faces Mrs. Baker. “Ma'am, I need to take Rowena with me for something that’s very important,” Joe says in French, with a very heavy American accent. He must have seen the French sentences on the blackboard. And I think he’s right. When Joe’s not running and jumping around the room happily and with a smile on his face, something is very wrong.”Rowena,” this time he whispers my name. He has turned around again and he is so much bigger than me, especially now he’s standing and I’m sitting, and it makes it hard to look into his eyes. I try to force a smile to comfort him, but I fail, I have a very bad feeling about this. Joe returns my fake smile and that’s enough for me to get up, put my arms around him and hug him. “Joe, please tell me what’s wrong,” I whisper, while I hide my face in his shirt. Joe takes my face in his hands and forces me to look into his eyes, which are now filled with tears. “Nick is gonna die.” BAM! I don´t know whether that was Lyan, or my heart.