So he provides his company.

"What do you think of lacrosse so far?"

"It looks fun! I think I might actually join the team for reasons other than it just being the popular sport."

"Virtuous, innocent reasons, I'm sure."

"...well, they were, but now that you mention it, there are those, too."

"Don't get me wrong, I enjoy it, but there's other good things about being on the same team as those guys."

Here's homeroom, where Danny will hang out for a bit, before going to his.

Ade leans against a wall and crosses his arms, raising an eyebrow. "I'll bet. I'll probably talk to the coach about it later today."

"Let me, he can be kind of...abrasive."

"He was pretty excited yesterday when I suggested it, but if you think that could help, I'll accept."

"You impressed coach? That's good, my endorsement might not mean much, then. Can't hurt, though. He likes me. Do you know what happened with Scott, by the way? He was acting kind of intense during practice." 

"I'm not really sure," he lies. "I think it might've been something to do with Allison?" Because that's the most plausible thing he could think of that'd affect Scott like that.

"Maybe, yeah. He's been different, lately. More confident, more aggressive...I think the only thing I could have said about Scott McCall last month was that he was nice." 

"Well, I only met him yesterday," he shrugs. "Can't really comment on what he used to be like."

"And when your new kid charm wears off, you'll need a new excuse! Anyway, more importantly, have you considered joining clubs?"

"I have! But I haven't followed through on actually looking up what clubs there are, I should do that today."

"I'll let you decide for yourself, probably better that way."

And they have class.

Ade's first class is with Scott and Stiles.

It is. Scott waves, and sits by the window.

Stiles sits behind them, indicating the seat next to him.

Ade takes it. "Hey."

"Hey, it's our good friend Ade. Say hi, Scott."

He taps Scott's shoulder with his pencil.

"Hi, Scott," he says, deflecting the weapon.

"How was your day, Ade?"

"Alright. Mom and I spent a long while talking." Then, in a lower voice, "About whether we'd stay here."

"We're perfectly safe! Good crime rate and everything."

"Should we not talk about it? It's your choice." 

"We decided we'd stay, because moving is a hassle and being around other people who might know what's going on is oddly comforting and anyway it's not terribly likely anyone will find me. If I'm careful."