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"

me, placing his hand in the middle of my

really like his hand being

we all going to fit

wondered, looking up to

and Indy to school before he goes

gently pushing

to the driveway, the

his keys, the car beeped indicating

of car do

at the

"It's a Mercedes Coupe"

answered, opening the passenger side

your cute self in

He insisted.

made the car look even more

with the

"I could."

He stated.

where would be the fun in

me and

"guess you're right"

I shrugged, playing along.

Cheeks’ I looked out the window the

knots in my stomach as I thought about arriving at this new

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

your uhh how's

bringing me

lost in my own thoughts way

down at to the grey sweater sleeve that was hiding bruises that were all in different stages of the healing

"Good and getting better"

looked over at

were furrowed, focusing on the

to pretend to be

He started.

see right through

back over at me, his hazel eye boring

away, but the scars will

slightly when I felt

right, bruises were ugly and painful but most importantly, they were more than just

hand and encases Rylan’s

has a way of saying just want I

our hands and smiled to himself like a small boy who

say "Where you are

I guess kind of always believed

I told him.

his

first time I've heard you talk about your

He pointed out.