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,

widened. “Really? I

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

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

(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

like the color of your nails. Can we

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

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

and told me to keep it instead and use it when I

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

I looked pretty, right?

Would Hunter like it?

that Hunter would come to collect me after

just take

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

loud. I think some people turned but I kept walking towards the cone. It was humongous and lit up, shinning like a

inside the shop yelled. “What are you

the truck. “I was wondering if I can get

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 he had bad

away. He continued to leer

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

Stupid Blue!

There was no way

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

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.

had blurred my

mustache. He was tall and had

my friend.” I said. “I’ve

“What’s her name?”

“Hannah.” I said.

me. I’ll help you find

widened. “You

as

* * *

Hunter

was terribly wrong or else she wouldn’t have called me again when I’d already called an hour back to check

“Hey.” I said.

said when she answered the call. Hannah answering on the first ring was a clear reason this

“What is it?”

“Blue.”

my palms were starting to feel sweaty. “I’m 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

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

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

“Huh. For

how she enjoyed 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.” She

had warned me that Stella had 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 assumed it was just a friendly thing

a dorky way. Trim waist, boobs the size of watermelons, dark hair tied in

date. It’s a

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