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 the middle of

didn't really like his hand

all going to fit in

looking

Indy to school before he goes to work and Kina

informed, gently pushing

the chilly Colorado morning wind smacking against my

Rylan pushed unlock on his keys,

kind of car do

at the white car in

"It's a Mercedes Coupe"

opening the

cute self

He insisted.

the black leather seats made the

need to stop with

"I could."

He stated.

would be

smirked at me

"guess you're right"

I shrugged, playing along.

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

felt the anxiety form knots in my stomach as I

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

uhh

asked bringing me out of my

lost in my

the grey sweater sleeve that was hiding bruises that were all

"Good and getting better"

looked over

furrowed, focusing on the

to be okay around

He started.

right

at me, his hazel

and bruises will go away, but the scars will always

felt his

ugly and painful but most importantly, they were more

myself by twisting my hand

way of saying just want I needed to hear, even

hands and smiled to himself like

used to say "Where you are wounded is

I guess kind of always believed

I told him.

his head

the first time I've heard you talk about your

He pointed out.