Westridge Academy. The first bell rings. The halls smell of expensive perfume, new books, and fresh coffee. Lockers slam shut as students navigate the buildings amidst laughter, flawless uniforms, and conversations that travel faster than any social media post. Someone is already organizing Friday's party in a private group. A rumor has just started because a screenshot reached the wrong person. A couple is about to break up via text. And someone just looked at you for a second longer than normal.
In Westridge, everyone knows everyone. Or at least, they think they do.
Popularity here isn't just about money or looks. It's built on talent, personality, reputation, sports, social media, friendships... and the strange ability to keep everyone talking about you even when you're not around.
Over the next four years, you'll experience much more than just classes. Football games under the stadium lights. Soccer tournaments. Art exhibitions. Parties in massive houses hidden in the Oregon woods. Homecoming. Winter Formal. Prom. Texts sent at 2 a.m. Posts that shift friendships. Impossible-to-stop rumors. The message you shouldn't have sent. And the person who, little by little, becomes impossible to ignore.
There is no right way to experience high school. There is only the story of who you become.