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,

eyes widened. “Really? I

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

can I have your number so that we can talk sometimes

rummaged into her bag but came empty, then she picked her bag (that read Prada) and dumped the contents onto the table. Finally she picked the phone out of all the junk. “Save my number.

color of your nails. Can

a pedi and then we’ll do some makeup for your face.” She declared with a mischievous smile. “I’m just dying to see

it was fine but

me but she waved it off and told me to keep it instead

wore a nice short lemon colored dress from one of my purchases. Hannah did some face painting that she called “makeup”. She assured me that she was good at it. When I looked at myself in the mirror for the final product, I really looked different. I had

I looked pretty, right?

Would Hunter like it?

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

call and she excused herself. “It’ll just take a minute.” She said and walked a little

the age of Hunter. I didn’t know why.

cone. It was humongous and lit up, shinning like a star. I stared at it in awe and reached my hand towards it. If I could reach it, maybe

shop yelled. “What

I can get that ice-cream.” I pulled out the money I had

“You’re funny.” He looked me up and down and I really didn’t like the way he was looking at me, it

continued to leer at me. “Are you

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

Stupid Blue!

use. There was no way she would hear

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 I realized I was wearing the new dress. The

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 he

“Hunter.” I whispered.

tears had blurred my

with a bushy mustache. He was

friend.” I said.

“What’s her name?”

“Hannah.” I said.

me. I’ll help

eyes widened. “You

nodded as I

* * *

Hunter

a call from Hannah saying that “there was a problem” I knew something was terribly wrong or else she wouldn’t have called me again when I’d already called an hour back

“Hey.” I said.

answered the call.

“What is it?”

“Blue.”

locker. Good thing my brother wasn’t around, or else I’d have to give an explanation as to why I was leaving an hour earlier. The cafe was a family business, my brother

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

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

suspicion. “Huh. For once, she’s taken your position of falling into trouble.

hated how she enjoyed teasing me. “Can I go? Will you cover for me? If Ryan asks

you agree for a coffee date with me.” She

together, she’d find a reason to touch my hand or just playfully hit me, things like that. I’d assumed it was

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

A date.

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