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 kiss

“Really? I can

wrong with that, and I’m

have your number so that we can talk sometimes if I needed

contents onto the table. Finally she picked the phone out of all the junk. “Save my number.

your nails. Can we

then we’ll do some makeup for your face.” She declared with a mischievous smile.

As decided, we went to the 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

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 to buy something for myself

it. When I looked at myself in the mirror for the final product, I really looked different. I had something called a lipstick on

I looked pretty, right?

Would Hunter like it?

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

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

mostly boys the age of

little 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

inside the shop yelled. “What are

get that ice-cream.” I pulled out the money

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

continued to leer at me. “Are you alone,

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!

but knew there was no use. There was no way she

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

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 looked

“Hunter.” I whispered.

tears had blurred my

man with a bushy mustache. He was tall and had

looking for my friend.”

“What’s her name?”

“Hannah.” I said.

I’ll help you find

widened. “You

nodded as

* * *

Hunter

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

“Hey.” I said.

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

“What is it?”

“Blue.”

chill ran down my body, and my palms were starting to feel 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

was going to talk to her and make up an excuse for an emergency, hoping

a call from my sister, Hannah.

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

“Can I go? Will you cover for me? If Ryan asks about me, tell him it was

a coffee date with

chef had 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 assumed it was just a friendly thing between colleagues. Now, it seemed like that little “rumor” had some truth to

the size of watermelons, dark hair tied in a ponytail and eyes the shape of almonds.

A date. It’s

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