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"

his hand in the middle of

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

all going to

wondered, looking

drives Wyatt and Indy to school before he goes

informed, gently pushing me

followed him outside to the driveway, the

watched as Rylan pushed unlock on his keys, the car beeped indicating it

of car do you

asked him, looking at the white car in front

"It's a Mercedes Coupe"

the passenger side

your cute self in

He insisted.

the black leather seats made the car

need to stop with the

"I could."

He stated.

be the fun in

at me and started

"guess you're right"

I shrugged, playing along.

the tall trees and

form knots in my stomach as

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

your uhh how's

bringing me out of my

my own thoughts way too

that was hiding bruises that were all in different stages of

"Good and getting better"

looked over

focusing on the

don't have to pretend to be okay

He started.

can see right through it

looked back over at me,

cuts and bruises will go away, but the scars

felt his hand came

was right, bruises were ugly and painful but most importantly,

twisting my hand and encases Rylan’s

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

looked down at our hands and smiled to himself like a small

used to say "Where you are wounded is

guess kind of always

I told him.

his head towards

I've heard

He pointed out.