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?”

permission,

“Really? I

There’s nothing wrong with that, and I’m pretty

that we can talk

contents onto the table. Finally she picked the phone out of all

like the color of your

are giving you a mani and a pedi and then we’ll

for some unknown reason. As decided, we went to the shop called a “beauty saloon”. An hour later, when the lady started dipping my feet inside water, I refused to let them. Hannah insisted that it was fine but I kept refusing. In the end, they painted only my toes and did a mani for my hands. My nails looked lovely

hand her the money that Hunter gave me but she waved it off and told me to keep it instead and

it. When I looked at myself in the mirror for the final product, I really looked different. I had something called a lipstick on my lips. It was the color pink. I touched

I looked pretty, right?

Would Hunter like it?

almost evening when she told me it would be time for me to go back home and that Hunter would come to collect me after his part-time work. I was elated with the

a call and she excused herself. “It’ll just take a

myself. People were still staring at me, mostly boys the age of Hunter. I didn’t know why. Maybe I

but I kept walking towards the cone. It was

the shop yelled. “What

pointed at the ice-cream on the truck. “I was wondering if I can get that ice-cream.” I pulled out the money I had from

just like others had. “You’re funny.” He looked me up and down and I really didn’t like the way he was looking at me, it was similar to Hunter’s but also different. Hunter’s gaze

He continued to leer at me. “Are you alone,

because I was 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 I couldn’t see her. I’d strayed away from her because I was dummy and I’d been too

Stupid Blue!

There was no way she would hear me over the noise

tried walking back towards the path I’d walked in but I still couldn’t see her. I remembered I had a spare phone that Hunter had given me. I could call him and then he’d know where to find me. I reached for my pocket when

trembled, and I knew I was going to cry. What if Hannah couldn’t find me and went back home? What if Hunter didn’t bother

“Hunter.” I whispered.

had

It was an older man with a bushy mustache. He was tall and had a bulging stomach. He cleared his throat. “Need help with

friend.” I said. “I’ve lost

“What’s her name?”

“Hannah.” I said.

help

widened. “You

as

* * *

Hunter

was terribly wrong or else she wouldn’t have called me again when I’d already called

“Hey.” I said.

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

“What is it?”

“Blue.”

locker. Good thing my brother wasn’t around, or else

to her and make up an excuse for an

call from my sister, Hannah. She’s in trouble, kinda.” I told

her Harry Potter glasses with suspicion. “Huh. For once, she’s taken

me. “Can I go? Will you cover for me? If Ryan

If you agree for a

it seemed like everyone knew about it, excluding me. Sometimes when 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

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

A date. It’s a

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