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

widened. “Really? I can

with that, and I’m pretty sure

can talk sometimes if I needed your

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

of your

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

Hannah insisted that it was fine but I kept refusing. In

tried to hand her the money that Hunter gave me but she waved it off and told me to keep it instead and use it when I wanted

She assured me that she was 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

I looked pretty, right?

Would Hunter like it?

told me 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 the idea of going back

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

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

cone. It was humongous and

shop

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

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

backed away. He continued to leer at me. “Are you

because I was not 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 was dummy and I’d been too mesmerized by the

Stupid Blue!

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

towards the path 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 I was wearing the new dress. The phone was in the pocket of the shorts that I’d worn

lower lip trembled, and I knew I was going to cry. What if Hannah couldn’t 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

“Hunter.” I whispered.

tears had blurred

a bushy mustache. He was tall and had a bulging

my friend.” I said. “I’ve lost

“What’s her name?”

“Hannah.” I said.

me. I’ll help you

eyes widened. “You

nodded as

* * *

Hunter

wrong or

“Hey.” I said.

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

“What is it?”

“Blue.”

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 leaving an hour earlier. The cafe was a family business, my

I was going to talk to her and make up an excuse for an emergency, hoping like hell she’d fall for

call from my sister, Hannah. She’s

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

go? Will you cover for

for a coffee date with me.”

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

kind of hot in a dorky way. Trim waist, boobs the size of watermelons, dark hair tied in a ponytail and eyes the shape of almonds. She was nice but totally not

A date.

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