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

widened. “Really? I can do

with that, and I’m pretty sure Hunter wants

number so that we can talk sometimes if I needed your help in these

picked the phone out of all the junk. “Save my number. It’s double four...” after we’d successfully saved our

like the color of your nails. Can we paint my

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

shop called a “beauty saloon”. An hour later, when the 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

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

Hannah did some face painting that she called “makeup”. She assured me that she was good at it. When I looked at myself in the mirror for the final

I looked pretty, right?

Would Hunter like it?

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

Hannah received a call and she excused herself. “It’ll just take a minute.” She said and

boys the

kept walking towards the cone. It was humongous and lit up, shinning

The guy inside the shop yelled. “What are you

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

“You’re funny.” He looked me up and 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 man seemed like

continued to leer at me. “Are you alone,

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

Stupid Blue!

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

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 in the morning, the shorts were in a

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 trouble? What if he

“Hunter.” I whispered.

had blurred my

me. It was an older man with a bushy mustache. He was tall and had

looking for my friend.” I said. “I’ve

“What’s her name?”

“Hannah.” I said.

I’ll help you find

eyes widened.

nodded as I

* * *

Hunter

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

“Hey.” I said.

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

“What is it?”

“Blue.”

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

to her and make up an excuse for an

my sister, Hannah.

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

Will you cover for me? If Ryan asks

for a coffee

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

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 my

date.

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