The Bad Boy And The Mermaid

Chapter 8

Blue

“Hannah, where do your parents live?” I asked her since I’d never heard Hunter talk about their parents.

“We used to live together at first. Me, Hunter, Ryan. I’m still in high school so I live with my parents, Ryan has a condo downtown and he takes care of the family business. And Hunter, well. He’s not the obeying kind so Dad disowned him temporarily after a series of bad behavior. He’s the black sheep of the family.”

Hunter certainly didn’t seem like a sheep to me.

“What kind of bad behavior?”

I didn’t think there was anything remotely bad about Hunter’s behavior. Sure he was a little scary when he was angry, but he was still nice.

“He used to get kicked out of schools, the soccer team, getting into fights. That sort of thing.” She explained.

I nodded. I could ask Hunter about it later.

“Who is Ryan?” I asked.

“He’s our oldest half-brother. Ryan’s mom died when he was four and then Dad remarried Hunter’s Mom who...well, it just didn’t turn out well. They separated, and then he remarried for the third time to my mother.” She said taking a sip of her drink that she called a “slushie” it made her tongue look blue. “Dad’s been through some rough marriages.”

“So the three of you have three different mothers?” I was surprised. I’d never heard of something like that.

She nodded. “Yup, but we share the same Dad. My moms pretty cool though.”

“My mom’s cool too.” I told her.

Then Hannah started talking about music and some boy band that I didn’t know anything about so I continued to nod my head. I guess she was really tired of my nodding, because she suggested. “How would you like a nice haircut?”

“A haircut?!” I exclaimed.

“Yeah. We’ll just trim your hair a bit.”

I shook my head. “I can’t. I’m not allowed to.”

“Why not?”

“Mermaids can’t cut hair. It’s a sin.”

Hannah seemed suspicious. “Mmm-hmm.” She eyed me warily. “Oh, I see.” It was clear she didn’t believe me at all.

It’s a good thing she didn’t push about cutting my hair. I liked my hair long.

“Hannah, can I ask you something?”

“Go ahead.”

“How do I make Hunter like me?”

She laughed. “I think he already likes you, honey.”

I didn’t believe her. “I don’t think so. Whenever I ask him if we could kiss, he gives me his cheeks.”

She snorted. “Well in that case, you should take the lead.”

“What do you mean?”

for permission,

“Really?

There’s nothing wrong with that, and

number so that we can

table. Finally she picked the phone out of all the junk. “Save my number. It’s double four...”

the color of your nails. Can we paint

mall. We are giving you a mani and a pedi and then we’ll do some makeup for your face.” She declared with a mischievous smile. “I’m just dying

it was fine but I

money that Hunter gave me but she waved it off and told me to keep

face painting that she called “makeup”. She assured me that she was good at it. When I looked at myself in the

I looked pretty, right?

Would Hunter like it?

when she told me it would be time for me to go back home and that Hunter would come

take a

staring at me, mostly boys the age of Hunter. I

shrieked loud. I think some people turned but I kept walking towards the cone. It was

The guy inside the shop yelled. “What are you

ice-cream on the truck. “I was wondering if I can get that ice-cream.” I

He looked me up and down and I really didn’t like the way he was looking at me,

He continued to leer at me.

not his honey and started walking away. I glanced behind me but there was no sign of Hannah. Where was she? It was crowded and

Stupid Blue!

I called out to her but knew there was no use. There was no

could call him and then he’d know where to find me. I reached for my pocket when I realized I was wearing the new dress. The phone was in the pocket of the shorts that

cry. What if Hannah couldn’t find me and went back home? What if Hunter didn’t bother to come to the mall and decided I wasn’t worth all the trouble? What if

“Hunter.” I whispered.

had blurred my

bushy mustache. He was tall and had a bulging stomach. He cleared his throat. “Need

for my friend.” I said. “I’ve lost

“What’s her name?”

“Hannah.” I said.

help you

eyes widened.

as

* * *

Hunter

or else she wouldn’t have called me again when

“Hey.” I said.

sister said when she answered the call. Hannah answering on the first ring

“What is it?”

“Blue.”

it inside the locker. Good thing my brother wasn’t around, or else I’d have to give an

was going to talk to her and make up an excuse for an emergency, hoping like hell she’d fall for my excuses

I got a call from my sister, Hannah. She’s in trouble, kinda.” I told her. “It’s

glasses with suspicion. “Huh. For

I go? Will you cover

If you agree for a coffee

we were working together, she’d find a reason to touch my hand or just playfully hit me, things like that. I’d assumed it was just a friendly thing between colleagues. Now, it seemed like that little “rumor”

of hot in a dorky way. Trim waist, boobs the size of watermelons, dark hair tied in a ponytail and eyes the shape of almonds. She

A date.

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