red || stydia

in the town of beacon hills, lydia martin's life could be described in one word: ordinary.

her focus was excelling in all her junior year classes alongside her best friend, allison argent. this did not include participating in a late night search for a dead body with lacrosse co-captains. scott mccall and stiles stilinski (the latter, who she happens to despise).

but she did, and she somehow ended up finding the body with no recollection of how the hell she did it.

everything was ordinary - but what happened today, was everything but ordinary.