sᴛ ᴘɪᴇʀʀᴇs, ᴄᴀʟɪғᴏʀɴɪᴀ.

st Pierre’s looks like the ultimate rich kid paradise top down convertibles, golden hour beach bonfires, and a neon lit boardwalk where everyone goes to see and be seen. but behind the vintage diners and polished beach houses, this town runs entirely on weaponized secrets.

it’s the kind of place where a rumor can ruin your life before first period.

no one talks about why the old lighthouse still flickers at night, or who is actually meeting out on the cliffs after curfew though everyone has a theory, and they're usually scandalous. and that old pier? it’s been blocked off for years, but everyone knows it's where the worst deals go down and the biggest secrets are kept.

at the absolute center of the chaos is west coast high, a total battlefield of social cliques, bitter rivalries, and toxic loyalty. here, secrets aren't just gossip they’re currency. and a select few students always seem to know exactly who is sleeping with whom, who cheated on the sat, and who is about to snap.

then there are the sudden "transfers." one day someone is the literal head cheerleader or the star quarterback, and the next, their locker is cleaned out and they've vanished from the group chat completely. their friends just shrug and change the subject, but the whispers never stop. did they get sent to boarding school? did they get caught up in something too messy to clean up? or did they just cross the wrong person?

on the surface, it’s all smiles, perfect tan lines, and infinite summer vibes. but the longer you stay in wave coast, the more you realize that every single person is hiding something messy.

because in st Pierre’s, the truth isn't buried it's just waiting for the right person to leak it.