The Bad Boy And The Mermaid

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

widened. “Really?

wrong with that, and

can I have your number so that we can talk sometimes

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

like the color of your nails. Can we paint my

We are giving you a mani and a pedi and then we’ll do some makeup for your face.” She declared with a mischievous smile. “I’m just dying to see Hunt’s

dipping my feet inside water, I refused to let them. Hannah insisted that it was fine but I kept refusing. In the end, they

it off and told me to keep it

lemon colored dress from one of my purchases. 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 product, I really looked different. I had something called a lipstick on my lips. It was the color

I looked pretty, right?

Would Hunter like it?

Hunter would come to collect me after his part-time work. I was elated with

a call and she excused herself. “It’ll just take a

were still staring at me, mostly boys the age

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 could taste

guy inside the shop

“I was wondering if I can get that ice-cream.” I pulled out

like others had. “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 he

He continued to leer at me.

didn’t answer because I was not his honey and started walking away. I glanced behind me but there was no sign of Hannah. Where was she?

Stupid Blue!

to her but knew there was no use. There was no

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 in the morning, the shorts were

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

“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.

me. I’ll help

widened.

as I followed

* * *

Hunter

call from 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 hour back to check

“Hey.” I said.

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

“What is it?”

“Blue.”

“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 else I’d have to give an explanation as to why I was leaving an hour earlier. The cafe

the recently vacated table. I was going to talk to her and make up an excuse for an emergency, hoping like hell she’d fall for my excuses one last

Hannah. She’s in trouble, kinda.” I

through her Harry Potter glasses with suspicion. “Huh. For once, she’s taken your position of falling into trouble. Good for

how she enjoyed teasing me. “Can I go? Will you cover

If you agree for a coffee date

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

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

A date.