previously on teen wolf...

Lydia's room was nothing like he pictured it. Not that he sat around imagining her bedroom or anything, but it didn't fit in with the idea of her that he'd built up in his head. When she went to Beacon Hills, he'd only ever seen her in passing with Scott or the other members of their pack. But there was an air around her that screamed "I'm Important, Look At Me!" A sort of confidence that only pretty rich girls could possess. So, he figured her room would look as expensive and put together as she did. Instead it was warm, cozy with its massive amounts of pillows and photographs of her friends and pinkpurple walls. He tore his eyes away from a picture of her and a brunette girl he'd never seen before, meeting her curious gaze.  "Liam, uh, said I should talk to you," he explained.