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? I

and I’m

can talk sometimes if I needed

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

color of your nails. Can we paint my

a mani and a pedi and then we’ll do some makeup for

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 with the peach nail color. I stared at

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 in future. I

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

I looked pretty, right?

Would Hunter like it?

back home and that Hunter would come to collect me after his

she excused herself. “It’ll just take a

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

saw a 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

guy inside the shop yelled. “What are you

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

was looking at me, it was similar to Hunter’s but also

He continued to leer at

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!

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

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

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 trouble? What

“Hunter.” I whispered.

tears had blurred my

Someone called out to me. It was an older man with a bushy mustache. He was tall and had a bulging stomach. He cleared

looking for my friend.” I said. “I’ve

“What’s her name?”

“Hannah.” I said.

help you

eyes widened.

as I

* * *

Hunter

“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

“Hey.” I said.

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

“What is it?”

“Blue.”

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 was a family business, my brother Ryan was the in-charge here and

recently vacated table. I was going to talk to her and make up an excuse for

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

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

teasing me. “Can I go? Will you cover for

you agree for a coffee date with

we were working together, she’d find a reason to touch my hand or just playfully hit

hair tied in a ponytail and eyes the shape of almonds.

A date. It’s a

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