OOM: the one with the grieving
She does find the tears later, when social services takes her ho-- takes her to her old house to pack up some stuff. And then, Claudia doesn't think she'll be able to stop crying. She was sad when her parents died, but this - it's Joshua, he was supposed to always be there.
And okay, maybe she can blame him for the teleporting thing. He didn't have to try it. No one was holding a gun to his head or anything, and he knew she needed him here.
There are days it ticks her off to no end, and days she feels like she'll never stop crying, and days where she just wants to sit in her room and stare into space. Her foster parents are... well, they're okay, but they're not Joshua. She does her best not to hold this shortcoming against them, and after a while, she thinks they're actually getting along.
The pain never really goes away. Some days, Claudia wishes it would, but mostly she's glad she can't forget her brother entirely.
She's too smart for high school, but her foster parents won't skip her any more than the two grades her parents and Joshua (respectively) let her bump up. They say the chance to be social is important, but the other girls mostly want to talk about boring stuff and the boys think she's too young to know anything interesting. Fortunately, people get the message that she won't take being bullied sitting down when the jerks who stuff her into her locker her freshman year mysteriously have their keyboarding files overwritten with a mess of binary that translates into 'I have no life and a very small penis.'
(And the teacher can't prove she was responsible, but all the same, Claudia's proud. That took ages to work out.)
Her school does a Locks of Love drive, her senior year, and Claudia decides it's time for a change. Joshua had always loved her hair, but she's getting sick of it being in her way (and it weighs a crapton, she realises, once it's all gone), and there are other people out there who need it more than she does. After that, she keeps it short, and thinks about having it dyed; her foster parents spring for that as a graduation present.
She kinda likes being a redhead. Who knows where it (or college, or... much of anything) will take her, in the long run, but she feels like she's ready to find out.