John == Stop questioning your sexuality and be the other guy

You can't be the other guy yet! He just got here! You don't even know his name yet!

Fine. John == Be Jade instead

That's better.

You are now JADE HARLEY-EGBERT. You were Jade Harley, but John and his dad were kind enough to take you in! You think they were very kind to do that, so now you're Jade Harley-Egbert.

You are currently on a bus. It's not really crowded and not very loud. You're very excited for your first day of high school.

"Hi there! I'm Jade!" You say to the boy in the bench next to yours. You look back at John, technically your brother, and he shakes his head at you, eyes wide. You poke his arm and look back at the other boy. He glances up at you, but looks back at his music player in almost the same moment.

"Forgive my cousin. He doesn't speak much." The girl behind you leans over the seat, a book in hand. She's blonde, like the boy, but not quite as dramatic. Her eyes catch your notice first. They're light purple, and you're not sure if it's natural or colored contacts. "I'm Rose, but the way. Rose Lalonde."

"Nice to meet you, Rose Lalonde! I'm Jade and this is my adopted brother, John!"

"Well, we adopted her." He says.

"The pleasure is mine." She shakes both yours and your brothers hands. "I wouldn't have guessed the two of you to be siblings." she adds.

"We get that a lot. Most people think we're dating." says John. You look over at him. It's true; the two of you look noting alike aside from large eyes and slightly bucked teeth. But John is tall and thin, and you're considerably shorter and a bit pudgy. John's hair is black, yours is rusty brown. His eyes are really really blue, yours are emerald green. John's skin is pretty pale, but yours is lightly tanned all the time.

"We're not quite siblings, though." you interject.

"Yes, adopted family. I see. You must be new, also, if you're trying to talk to Dave. Everyone from around Skaia knows he doesn't say much. Hardly even smiles." She glances at him. "Don't let it get to you, though. It's just him being him."

"Why does he wear those?" John asks.

"What, the glasses? If you ask him, he'll tell you it's because it's ironic or cool. Most of us just think he doesn't want us to see his eyes." Lalonde explains.

"Why not?"

"Because he's albino."

"Rose! Are you talking about me? I thought I told you not to do that." The first words Dave utters are not the kindest, you notice.

"Well, you weren't speaking much, so I thought I'd do it for you."

Dave shakes his head and is once more impassive.

"Is he like that all the time?" John asks.

"Yes, he is. Doesn't speak if he can avoid it. Doesn't smile. Hardly does anything but listens to his music and plays with his shitty swords as far as I know."

"Really? That's... Kinda cool! Actually, that's really cool!" you say before you can stop yourself.

"You know it." Dave mutters without looking up. You swoon inwardly. John shoots you the look of are-you-serious.

"I don't actually live with him, though we share a neighborhood. He lives with his older brother."

"What about parents?" you ask.

"Don't bring them up. You won't hear him say it, but he gets touchy if you bring them up. They don't live with him, no. They, ah- We don't know what happened to them. They just left one day and left Dirk in charge."

"Dirk? That's his brother?"

"Yes. It's just the Strider boys now. I don't really recommend going to their house, though. It's a mess." At this time, the bus comes to a stop and both Rose and Dave collect their things. "Are you coming?" Rose asks. John and yourself hurriedly collect your things and make your ways off the bus, nodding at the driver as you leave.

You both stand stock-still in front of the building, which is quite possibly the largest high school you've ever seen.

What do you do?