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,

eyes widened. “Really? I

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

your number so that we can talk sometimes if I needed your

phone out of all the junk. “Save my number.

the color of your nails.

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 to

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 with the peach

waved it off and told me to

good at 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 looked pretty, right?

Would Hunter like it?

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

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

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

on it. “Ice-Cream!” I shrieked loud. I think some people turned but I kept walking towards the cone. It was humongous and lit up, shinning like a star. I stared

shop yelled. “What are you

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

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 never made me feel uncomfortable. This man seemed like

to leer at me. “Are you

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

Stupid Blue!

there was no use. There was no way she would hear me over the noise

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

going to cry. What if Hannah couldn’t find me and went back home? What if Hunter didn’t

“Hunter.” I whispered.

had blurred

It was an older man with a bushy mustache. He was tall and had a bulging stomach.

for my friend.” I said. “I’ve

“What’s her name?”

“Hannah.” I said.

me. I’ll help you

eyes widened. “You

nodded as I

* * *

Hunter

got 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

“Hey.” I said.

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

“What is it?”

“Blue.”

the staff room of the café, pulled down the apron and stuffed it inside the locker. Good thing my brother wasn’t around, or else I’d have to give an explanation as

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

a call from my sister, Hannah. She’s in trouble,

me through her Harry Potter glasses with suspicion. “Huh. For

go? Will you cover for me? If Ryan asks

agree for a coffee date with me.” She

a thing for me and 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,

the size of watermelons, dark hair tied

date. It’s

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