Mated With Five Boys

"The mind wears the colors of the soul, as a valet those of his master"- Sophie Swetchine

Sometimes I see people as colors.

For example, when I look at Wyatt I see stars, energy, I see happiness, I see yellow.

But when I look at Angelo, I see navy blue, maybe that's because he has such a calming effect on the people around him, but yet there is this dark depressed cloud that lingers over him.

When I first met Rylan at the airport the youthful and adventurous vibe that leaks out of him screamed orange, kind of like a sunset or a bonfire.

As I talked to Camila on my first day I moved in I decided she was red, but not any type of red, she was a fiery red.

The type of red that was filled with passion and excitement.

While Indy, on the other hand, was the complete opposite, she was simplistic, innocent, pure even.

She was white.

When I see Phoenix I think of brown, not a dirty brown but more of a warm, wholesome brown.

And with Kina I see a wine colored purple, the girl just looked like royalty ran in her veins.

But as I looked across the kitchen table at Axel, I didn't see just one color.

I saw them all.

I looked at him inquisitively, how is that even possible? I watched the colors fly around him, getting lost in them.

How could one person be more than one color? "Are you nervous for your first day?"

Rylan whispered next to me, he probably noticed my dazed state.

"No, not really’ I told him.

"I'm used to it by now."

I continued.

Which for the record, was a lie.

I was extremely nervous but I didn't want to worry him.

"Good, you shouldn't be."

He sent me a boyish smile that made me swoon a tiny bit on the inside.

Why am I like this? "I'm going to school, Axel grumbled, getting up from the table, and putting his bowl that he was just eating cereal out of into the sink and walked out the front door.

I still have yet to decide what color he was.

"We should probably be going too, we wouldn't our dear Mia being late her first day now would we?"

Wyatt said grabbing his backpack and slinging it over his shoulders.

"T'll take you to school"

placing his hand in

nodded my head, I didn't really like his

all going to fit

wondered, looking

to school before he goes to work and Kina

informed, gently pushing me out

followed him outside to the driveway, the chilly Colorado morning wind smacking

pushed unlock on his keys, the

of car do

the white

"It's a Mercedes Coupe"

the passenger

self in the

He insisted.

the car look even more

with the nicknames, I told him,

"I could."

He stated.

where would be the fun in

smirked at me and started the

"guess you're right"

I shrugged, playing along.

course lam Sweet Cheeks’ I looked out the window the tall trees and grass

stomach as I thought about

last ten years I've been in and out countless amounts of schools, but it doesn't change the

uhh how's

asked bringing me out of my

in my own thoughts

that was hiding bruises that

"Good and getting better"

over at

furrowed, focusing on the road

pretend to be okay around me,

He started.

can see right through

back over at me, his hazel eye

will go away, but the scars will

when I felt his hand came

bruises were ugly and painful but most importantly,

by twisting my hand and encases

I needed

looked down at our hands and smiled to himself like a small boy

to say "Where you are

guess kind of always

I told him.

snapped his head

I've heard

He pointed out.