Location: Avalon University – East Quad Bulletin Hall
The bulletin boards were overflowing—posters for concerts, fashion clubs, sports trials.
But there was one announcement everyone crowded around:
"2-WEEK BEACH IMMERSION TRIP – Applications & Group Sorting NOW OPEN"
The air buzzed.
A beachfront campus villa? Sand, sun, free credits, open nightlife?
It was no longer about who's going.
It was about who's going with who.
Scene: Sibling Group Huddle
Caelan had his arms folded, reading the flyer like it might insult him.
Azra was already halfway through the online application—her name entered, preferred roommates listed.
Azra: "We're going. Obviously."
Caelan: "I don't like the sun."
Liora: "I like watching people who don't like the sun suffer."
They looked at one another.
Liora: "Group of eight?"
Azra: "No splitting up."
Caelan: "Agreed. Keep it close."
Confirmed Group So Far:
Caelan Vale
Azra Vale
Liora Vale
Noah Cross – the calm soul
Zaria Lin – fashion hurricane
Jace Morales – competitive athlete, easygoing spark
Enter the Newcomers: The Rivas Sisters
As they walked into class that afternoon, heads turned.
They weren't loud. But they were noticed.
Selene Rivas – tall, dark wavy hair, piercing green eyes. Studied business and walked like a silent CEO.
Isla Rivas – the younger sister by a year, shorter, with an artsy, dreamier vibe. Curled hair and ink on her fingers. Studied digital media and design.
Azra spotted them first.
"New blood."
Liora: "I like the older one's boots."
Caelan: "I like the fact they haven't tried talking to us yet."
By the end of class?
Selene and Isla were invited to join their beach trip group.
Scene: The Invite – Game Night & Sleepover
Back at the Vale penthouse, the siblings began planning.
Azra texted the group:
"Game night. Vale house. Come hungry, come chaotic."
By 9 p.m., the penthouse was full.
Pizza boxes. Music. Dim lights. Vintage game consoles. Card games with dangerous dares. Designer loungewear and silk robes.
Liora poured champagne and mixed mocktails.
Jace lost three rounds of charades and fake-pouted through all of them.
Zaria was styling Isla's curls before anyone asked.
Noah sat on the kitchen counter, smiling as he watched it all unfold.
Selene stood by the glass balcony doors, sipping wine and subtly observing—until Azra roped her into a very aggressive round of Truth or Dare.
Sibling Moments – Late Night, Fire Pit Lit
Caelan leaned back in a chair by the private terrace fire pit.
"We should buy a place down there."
Azra: "On the beach?"
Liora: "One with a pool. And an open rooftop."
They looked at each other.
No laughter. Just unspoken agreement.
"We'll talk to the agent tomorrow," Caelan said simply.
Because when the Vales wanted fun?
They curated it.
Scene: Saturday – Shopping & Game Café
Next day, the group hit the city.
Designer shops for swimsuits, beach gear, shades.
Zaria and Liora tried on at least 11 outfits each.
Isla bought sketchbooks.
Selene? She walked out with a custom white linen suit and zero explanation.
Azra bought a flame-red bikini and dared anyone to say something.
Caelan bought three shirts he'd never wear and a black button-down that might end a relationship.
Then came the game café—a neon-lit underground space full of VR headsets, private arcade rooms, glowing slushies, and couches so soft you sank into them.
They played.
They joked.
They fought over leaderboard scores.
And they laughed like they'd known each other forever.
System Sync – Relationship Net Expansion
Check-In Complete
– Group Bond Level: Strong
– Trust Threshold Reached (Selene & Isla)
– Private Beach House Planning: In Progress
System Note: "You've stopped being known.
You've started being loved."
Final Scene: Back at the Penthouse, Sunset Falling
Eight bodies sprawled out across couches, beanbags, and each other.
The skyline outside burned orange and violet.
Caelan: "This is going to be chaos."
Azra: "Good. I like chaos."
Liora: "And I like us."
And for the first time since arriving at Avalon—
The siblings weren't just untouchable.
They were surrounded.
And ready.