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, just

“Really? I can do

wrong with that, and

that we can talk sometimes if I

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. It’s double four...” after

color of your nails. Can we

giving you a mani and a pedi and then we’ll do some makeup for

them. Hannah insisted that it was fine but I kept refusing. In the end, they

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

at it. When I looked at

I looked pretty, right?

Would Hunter like it?

be time for me to go back home and that Hunter would

and she excused herself. “It’ll just take

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

shop with a huge ice-cream cone 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 at it in awe and reached my hand towards it. If I could reach it, maybe I

inside the shop yelled. “What are

at the ice-cream on the truck. “I was wondering if I can get that ice-cream.” I pulled out the money I had from Hunter. “I can

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

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 I

Stupid Blue!

to her but knew there was no use. There was no way she would hear me over the noise

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

find me 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 looked

“Hunter.” I whispered.

had blurred

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

looking for my friend.” I said.

“What’s her name?”

“Hannah.” I said.

help you find

eyes widened.

as I

* * *

Hunter

was a problem” I knew something was terribly wrong or else she wouldn’t have called me again when I’d

“Hey.” I said.

first thing that my sister said when she answered the call. Hannah answering on the first ring was a clear reason

“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

make up an excuse

sister, Hannah.

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

suppressed an eye-roll. I hated how she enjoyed teasing me. “Can I go? Will you cover for me? If Ryan asks about me,

you agree for a coffee date with

everyone knew about it, excluding me. Sometimes when we were working together, she’d find a reason to touch my hand

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

date.

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