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"

informed me, placing his hand in

head, I didn't really like his hand being on my back

we all going to fit

looking up

he goes to work and

informed, gently pushing

driveway, the chilly

as Rylan pushed unlock on his

car do

the white car in front of

"It's a Mercedes Coupe"

the

cute self in

He insisted.

seats made the car

you need to stop with the nicknames, I told him,

"I could."

He stated.

where would be the fun

smirked at me

"guess you're right"

I shrugged, playing along.

the window the tall trees and grass were passing

felt the anxiety form knots in my stomach as I thought about arriving at this

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

your uhh

me out of my

get lost in my

the grey sweater sleeve that was hiding bruises that were all in different stages

"Good and getting better"

looked over

were furrowed, focusing

don't have to pretend to be okay

He started.

can see right

looked back over at me, his hazel eye

cuts and bruises will go away,

slightly when I felt his hand

and painful but most importantly, they were more than just

myself by twisting my hand and encases Rylan’s hands in

of saying just want I needed to hear, even if I didn't

and smiled to himself like a small boy who had

you are wounded is the place the Light

guess kind of

I told him.

his head towards

the first time I've heard

He pointed out.