Nevada city struggles to comprehend school shooting SPARKS, Nev. - He loved to tell jokes but couldn't stop himself from laughing before the punch line. He worked in his family's restaurant and used his earnings to buy ice cream and candy. He played the trumpet and rooted for the San Francisco 49ers. And on Monday, within three ghastly minutes, he killed a popular teacher and shot two of his peers on the grounds of Sparks Middle School. Then he killed himself. Now, in a process all too familiar in Aurora, Colo., Newtown, Conn., and other American cities, people in Sparks are looking for clues, reviewing events, searching for an explanation. This time the shooter was Jose Reyes, a 12-year-old seventh-grader known by some for his smile. Friends and classmates in interviews said that Jose may have felt bullied. "Everybody wants to know why - that's the big question," said Sparks Deputy Police Chief Tom Miller on Tuesday. The answer is, we don't know right now. We are proactively trying to determine why. His family has not spoken publicly, and an attorney for Jose's parents did not respond to written questions from The Times. "When they want to, his parents are going to speak," said Rosalina Urtiz, the boy's aunt, declining to say more. Many students said they had never met Jose or even his friends. Sparks Middle School starts in seventh grade, so he and his classmates had spent just two months on the new campus. "Not to be rude, but he was like a nobody," said Axel Lopez, a fellow seventh-grader. His relatives' Facebook pages offer glimpses: He had brown eyes framed by thick brows. His black hair was cropped short on the sides and was slightly spiky on top. His teeth seemed just a tad too big for his mouth. In one photo posted on his mother's Facebook page in March, he's at a school band recital, trumpet in hand and sheet music on the stand in front of him. Wearing a crisp white dress shirt, he looks over his shoulder at the camera, smiling. You'll be a mother-in-law soon, one person wrote in a comment about the photo, teasing his mother about Jose's good looks. "Don't scare me," his mother, Liliana Urtiz, replied. She wrote in Spanish, as did most of Jose's relatives. Jose was quiet, but "he would always be smiling," recalled one of his friends, Margielle Stewart, 13. He was friends with mostly girls, including Margielle's sister, Rionna. The trio used to hang out in front of Agnes Risley Elementary School, where the ice cream truck would stop. Jose liked soda and vanilla ice cream, and he'd buy his snacks with money earned from his job at a bakery and later at the restaurant his parents owned. Those earnings would often benefit his friends. "If you were standing there, he'd ask you if you wanted something from the ice cream truck," Margielle said. He told jokes that weren't all that funny, but his delivery would crack his friends up. "He would say a joke and then start laughing in the middle," Rionna said. So then we'd start laughing. But there were occasional signs of distress. Sometimes Jose would cry, saying that people were calling him names.