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, just kiss

eyes widened. “Really? I

nothing wrong with that, and

can

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. It’s double four...” after we’d successfully saved our numbers and she’d dumbed the garbage back in her bag, she asked

like the color of your nails. Can

pedi and then we’ll do some makeup for your face.” She declared with a

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 with the peach nail color. I stared at it in awe. I had matching beautiful nails like Hannah.

she waved it off and told me to keep it instead and use it when I wanted

she called “makeup”. She assured me that she was good at it. When I

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 to collect me after his part-time

excused herself. “It’ll just take a minute.”

myself. People were still staring at me, mostly boys the age of

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

shop

wondering if I can get that ice-cream.” I

he was looking at me, it was similar to Hunter’s but also different. Hunter’s gaze never made me

away. He continued to leer at me. “Are

sign of Hannah. Where was she? It was crowded and I couldn’t see her. I’d strayed away from her because I

Stupid Blue!

but knew there was no use. There was

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 I realized

didn’t bother to come to the mall and

“Hunter.” I whispered.

tears had blurred my

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

my friend.”

“What’s her name?”

“Hannah.” I said.

I’ll help you find

widened. “You

as I

* * *

Hunter

I 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

“Hey.” I said.

answered the

“What is it?”

“Blue.”

on my way.” I told her as I stormed into 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 to why I was

and make up an excuse for an emergency,

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

with suspicion. “Huh. For once, she’s taken your position

teasing me. “Can I go? Will you cover for me? If Ryan asks about me, tell him it was an

agree for a coffee date with me.”

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, things like that. I’d

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

A date. It’s a

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