The Bad Boy And The Mermaid

Chapter 51: Bonus Chapter 1

Please note* The first half of this chapter is a prequel of the events that took place in the book.

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Blue

I often swam to the shore late at nights when I knew no humans were going to be there. I liked to sit by the rocks and stare at the stars in the sky. Sometimes, I liked to roll in the sand and collect sea-shells to make necklaces and today was no different.

When the lights in the beach houses went out, I swam to the shore towards my favorite spot on the rocks. I made sure no human was there just like my brother Apollo told me to and sat down on the nearest rock. Apollo was my most favorite out of all my other siblings because he understood me on a different level. While I sneaked on the beach some nights, Apollo would cover for me and tell everyone that I was meeting my friend Oceana. If it weren’t for him, my family would never allow me this alone time on the beach under the stars.

The sea was calm tonight, and the moon hanging just above the water. It was perfect. I stared at the moon mesmerized by its beauty.

I brought my long blue hair to my left shoulder and squeezed the access water from it.

“Who the hell are you?”

I froze in place.

The number one rule for mer-people was to never be seen by humans.

I slowly turned out and found myself staring at a tiny creature.

What kind of creature was he?

And why was he so tiny? No! That had to be a child of a human. And he didn’t speak Greek. It sounded like English; he must not be from around here.

I looked down and made sure the scales were covering me and my tail was immersed underwater.

Maybe my night vision wasn’t very clear and I was seeing things. Maybe I was imagining the boy.

“Hey, I’m talking to you.” He said again, pointing some kind of weapon at me. A red-colored weapon that was tiny like him, and he also had a box full of those weapons. Maybe I could die if he threw one of those at me, Apollo said humans were cruel and could kill merfolk if they discovered them with spears and other weapons like that.

“Don’t kill me!” I said jumping back into the water.

The human boy hopped off from the high rocks, stepping on the lower ones, he walked towards me holding the weapon in his hand. It didn’t look…sharp from where I was below…

His pudgy little hand was raised towards me as he leaned into the water. “It’s a Crayola. See?”

I looked up at the boy who was adorable with golden-brown hair and large silver eyes that kind of glinted like pearls in the moonlight.

“W-what’s a Crayola?” I asked.

He blinked, “It’s a crayon, dummy.” He answered waving a flat white board at me. He pointed at it. “I was drawing.”

His palm was still open; the weapons or as he called them crayons were in different colors. Red, Yellow, Green…

Humans sure had interesting stuff on the land.

The boy was putting it back into the box when his little handles fumbled and the box emptied into the water.

He stared at the last one that plopped in. At first, I heard soft sniffling until he began crying, wailing loudly. Fat tears rolled down his rosy cheeks and I was pretty sure he was producing a heavy amount of snot. The child wanted his crayon weapons back.

The water wasn’t so deep so I went underwater and collected all the crayon weapons and handed them back to him.

He stopped crying and stared at me in awe with those big doe eyes, “Thank you.”

“Who’s there?”

I gasped.

I heard someone call out; lights flashing close by so I dipped back underwater. I could get caught.

“What are you doing here, kid?” The man asked, “Who were you talking to just now?”

If the boy told them I was around, the guards would come after me.

And they would probably kill me.

Or the tiny human could sell me for human money.

“No one, I talk to myself sometimes.” He declared.

“Where are your parents?”

“They are sleeping inside.” He was pointing at one of the villas at the distance.

“I’ll take you back, it’s not safe here and your mom might get worried.

“Elaine is not my mom!”

The guard laughed, “Whatever buddy.”

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and it was my only chance to talk to a human. The thought of making

“Hey, you!”

thundered so I jumped back inside the

higher rock and stepped down again. “Are

“No.” I lied.

Dad says

you keep

get in

want?” I laughed, looking up

part where I tell you my wish and you grant it and then I have to pay the

harder,

probably eat me.”

you would taste nice, to

means you

“No, I don’t. I’ll give you a gift soon, I promise.

“Hunter.” He told me.

hunt fishes?”

like I was crazy. “Of course, I don’t. And Dad

not a stranger, Hunter. I’m your friend.”

strange name. How

one eighty-five.

hear that, and it took him a while to recover. “You’d be my great-great-great-great grandma.

I must be around eighteen,” I explained. I don’t know why I was offended because he said I could be

dad might get worried. Can we meet again tomorrow,

he was leaving; it was fun talking to him. “Sure. I’ll

gave me a two-tooted grin, “Great!

I had a feeling the boy

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a cake and some delicious food from the land called biscuits. We star-gazed at night, we colored his book together with the crayon weapons and I would

I drew

and some scribbles of blue

urchin?” I

face fell.

looked

Greece?” I asked

making a sandcastle. “I came here for vacation with

“What’s a vacation?”

can stay there with us, and you can sleep in my room too. We’ll be able to play every day; I have lots of toys at my house and a swimming pool. I want you to come with

if he was joking again but I could feel he was sincere. “I really appreciate the offer, Hunter, but the ocean is my home.

and his eyes filled with tears. “But you said you’re my best

your best friend, but I can’t come with you, darling. I’m

started running in the opposite direction towards the villa he was staying in. He tripped over something and fell face-first into the sand, picked himself up, and resumed the crying and running again. I’d made him upset when he was

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didn’t speak of taking me back to his country for the next few days and I assumed he’d forgotten about it. He spoke about his friends and school and how he wanted to be an

have a

fiancé, his name is Adrian but I

“Well, I’m glad.”

I giggled, “Why?”

sly grin that showed off his cute dimples, “Because

I couldn’t imagine it, the chubby little boy that looked like a

the island though, to Zakynthos, and propose

alone. I’m sure I can

tease him back, “How many years do I

Until I go to college maybe. I’m five and a half

a deal,” I said, smiling. “Oh, I almost forgot. I

it to him but he didn’t seem happy to

it.” I urged

found the pearl inside. “Wow.

that just so I could give it to

an awkward silence as he continued to

tomorrow.” He

with you. You’re my first human

you’re my first mermaid best

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came to the beach earlier than usual. From the distance, I saw some people putting bags into a van and I knew that Hunter was leaving. If I could just say

with a baby in her hand, “Hunter!” She turned to her husband and asked him, “Where did he go? We have to

Hunter was missing.

clogged in my throat. Where was

looked around for him. When I came back

giant rocks, he sat there alone with

the cramped space, there was still water sloshing from

“Hunter.”

with his tear-stained face. “I

be like

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