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

just nodded my head, I didn't really like his hand being on my back but I let it

we all going to fit

looking up

and Indy to school before he goes to work and

informed, gently pushing me out the

driveway, the chilly Colorado morning

unlock on his keys,

kind of car

at the white car

"It's a Mercedes Coupe"

answered, opening the passenger

get your cute self in the car,

He insisted.

seats made the car look even more boujee

you need to stop with

"I could."

He stated.

where would be

me and started

"guess you're right"

I shrugged, playing along.

Sweet Cheeks’ I looked out the window the tall trees and grass were passing

my stomach as I thought about arriving at this

amounts of schools, but it doesn't change the apprehension I feel about being

uhh how's

me

in my own

the grey sweater sleeve that was hiding

"Good and getting better"

looked over

were furrowed, focusing

to be okay

He started.

see right through it

me, his hazel eye

bruises will go away,

I felt

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

myself by twisting my hand

I needed to hear, even if I

smiled to himself like a small

to say "Where you are wounded is the place the Light

guess kind of always

I told him.

snapped his head

first time I've heard you

He pointed out.