[04] ━━━ blacklist

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━━━ inside biology class there was lydia martin, kira yukimura and vanessa montgomery talking over with the notes that lydia had gave malia.

"these are your notes?" kira asks in confusion. "no wonder malia's failing." kira looks over at lydia.

"what does any of these things means?" vanessa confusingly asks.

"i don't really know, i mean, some of it are my notes, and the rest are–––just coded." lydia seemed confused.

"maybe it's like the enigma code what the allies used." kira shrugs.

lydia looks at kira, an alarming look on her face.

"remember my dad was a world war ii buff, and mom was–––." kira informs. "well...in it." kira awkwardly shrugs.

"i think it's a variation on something called 'THE VIGÉNERE CIPHER'." lydia states.

"do you know how to crack it?" vanessa leaned forward.

"yeah, with a key." lydia then says.

natalie then walked towards her daughter, keys in her hands. "remember, no more than six people allowed in the lake house, stay out of the wine, and, if anything gets broken, it's getting added to your credit card."

lydia sighs out. "fine." lydia then went to take a hold of the keys, but her mother pulled it away, lydia looking at her mother confusingly.

"and lock up the basement, from all the scratch marks i found on the walls, it looked like a pack of wild animals got down there." natalie states, her then handing her the keys.

lydia smiles awkwardly at her mother, her then looking at both girls, each knowing what could be the reason.

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━━━ outside the highschool, in the school's parking lot, the pack was behind a couple of school buses.

"i'm not sharing my basement!" malia quickly says.

lydia forced a smile. "it's actually my basement and my mom noticed how to tore it apart the last time."

stiles then jumped in to defend her. "all right, she's still learning." stiles then wrapped an arm around the tate girl.

lydia raised a brow at their closeness.

vanessa stares at malia and stiles and sighs out, her catching lydia looking at her, her then looking at scott.

malia stares at vanessa, her staring at the short haired girl with a frown.

"isn't there support beams in the boathouse? can't you use that?" vanessa asks scott.

"yeah, we can chain him up." scott agrees.

"i say, if it keeps him from murdering anyone, we chloroform the little bastard and throw him in the ocean." stiles suggests.

malia raised her hand. "i'm in."

stiles then gestures over to malia, who agrees with him.

"no one's kidnapping him!" scott disagrees.

"so, i guess, torturing is out of the question?" isaac whispers.

"no." scott says in frustration.

isaac raised a brow at him. "no?"

"i mean, yes, no one's kidnapping or torturing him!" scott exclaims in frustration.

"then, let's be smarter, tell him there's a party." lydia suggests.

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