miss martian ✧ open

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"Hello, Megan!" The bouncing redhead smiled and chastised herself, "of course they don't know you're from a different planet!"

The teenagers were confused to say the least, they'd never met a green girl with red hair before, and they were surprised when she revealed she was from Mars. Mars? Stiles was flabbergasted, and Scott McCall was reeling from the bewildering thought they weren't alone, but Scott was also not wanting to admit that he was harbor in a small crush on the innocent and fiery alien.

"What planet exactly?" Lydia questions slowly.

"Oh! I'm from Mars. My uncle and I had to leave when our planet was being destroyed."

"Who's your uncle?" Stiles asks.

"The Martian Man Hunter, but he doesn't really go by that name," she spoke wistfully, "John Jones."

"You're related to guy that works with the justice league?" Scott speaks in a tone that suggests he was freaking out in a happy, fanboyish, way.

"Yep," she confirms.

"That's so cool!" Stiles interjects.

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