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?”

ask for permission, just kiss

eyes widened. “Really? I can do

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

we can talk sometimes if I needed

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. It’s double

the color of your

I know a great saloon in this mall. We are giving you a mani and a pedi and then we’ll do

refused to let them. Hannah insisted that it was fine but I kept refusing. In the

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

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?

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

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

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

kept walking towards the cone. It was humongous and lit up, shinning like a star. I stared at it

the shop yelled.

I can get that

like the way he was looking at me, it was similar to Hunter’s but also different.

continued to leer at me. “Are

behind me but there was no sign of Hannah. Where was she? It

Stupid Blue!

her but knew there was no use. There was no

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 I was wearing the new dress. The

and went back home? What if Hunter didn’t bother to

“Hunter.” I whispered.

had blurred my

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

friend.”

“What’s her name?”

“Hannah.” I said.

help you

eyes widened. “You

nodded as I

* * *

Hunter

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

“Hey.” I said.

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

“What is it?”

“Blue.”

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

up an excuse for an emergency, hoping like hell she’d fall for my

a call from my sister, Hannah. She’s

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

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

you agree for a coffee date

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 like

boobs the size of watermelons, dark hair tied in a

date.

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