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"

hand in the

nodded my head, I didn't really like his hand

all going

looking up to

school before he goes to work and Kina

informed, gently pushing me

driveway, the chilly Colorado morning wind smacking against

pushed unlock on his

kind of car do you

asked him, looking at the white car

"It's a Mercedes Coupe"

answered, opening the

your cute self in the car,

He insisted.

seats made the car look even more boujee

Rylan, you need to stop with the nicknames, I

"I could."

He stated.

be the

smirked at me and started

"guess you're right"

I shrugged, playing along.

lam Sweet Cheeks’ I looked out the window the tall trees and grass were passing us in a green

form knots in my stomach as I thought about

been in and out countless amounts of schools, but it doesn't change the apprehension I feel about being the new kid once

uhh how's

bringing me out

get lost in my own thoughts way

the grey sweater sleeve that was hiding bruises that were

"Good and getting better"

looked over at

furrowed, focusing on

don't have to pretend to be okay around

He started.

can see right through it

me, his hazel eye

go away, but the scars will

when I felt his hand came

painful but most importantly,

twisting my hand and encases Rylan’s hands

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

at our hands and smiled to himself like a small boy

say "Where you are wounded is the

I guess kind of always

I told him.

his

the first time I've heard you

He pointed out.