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

eyes widened. “Really?

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

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

all the junk. “Save my number. It’s

color of your

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

let them. Hannah insisted that it was fine but I kept refusing. In the end, they painted only my toes

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 and use it when I wanted

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 looked pretty, right?

Would Hunter like it?

evening when she told me it would be time for me to go back home and that Hunter would come

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

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

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

shop yelled. “What are

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

was looking at me, it was similar to Hunter’s but also different. Hunter’s gaze never made me feel uncomfortable. This man seemed

He continued to leer at me.

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

Stupid Blue!

There was no way she would hear me over

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 in the morning, the shorts were in a bag and the

What if Hunter didn’t bother to come to the mall and decided I wasn’t worth all the

“Hunter.” I whispered.

tears had

older man with a bushy mustache.

my friend.” I said.

“What’s her name?”

“Hannah.” I said.

help you

widened. “You

nodded as

* * *

Hunter

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

“Hey.” I said.

please don’t be mad.” That was the first thing that my sister said when she answered the call. Hannah answering on the first ring was a clear reason this was something

“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

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

got a call from my sister, Hannah. She’s in trouble, kinda.” I

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

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

If you agree for a coffee date with

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 between colleagues. Now, it seemed like that little

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

A date. It’s a

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