Ninjago: My dark secret

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Zane and I left the school and started to walk to where Zane's dragon would pick us up. Zane look at me while we walked. He noticed I was feeling uneasy, he took my hand and intertwined his fingers with mine. I look into his soft blue eyes and instantly felt better. We got on Shard, Zane's dragon, and flew back to the bounty. We climbed in the window to my room and put our bags downs
   Soon Misako came in the room and asked how our day was. All I said was "It was alright". Misako turned to Zane, "and how was your day, Zane?". He sighed "it was good".

Zane's prospective
  
   Misako gave me a look of 'how was it really?', I just sighed and gave her a look of 'it was kinda shitty'. She turned to Pheobe, who was sitting on her bed. "Did you guys meet anyone?", she asked, sitting next to Pheobe. "I guess" Pheebs said shrugging her shoulders. "Well tell me about it", Misako said. Pheobe flopped on her back, "Zane and I went to our classes, introduced ourselves, and came back here. Nothing really interesting". "We did meet a few nice kids in theater", I added. She looked at me with a blank expression on her face.
   I could tell she didn't want to talk about it anymore. She had other things on her mind. Misako stood up, "well. I'll bring dinner to you two latter." Then she look straight at Pheobe, "and I'll talk to you later". Pheobe just sighed and waved bye to her.
   Once the door closed, I walked up to pheebs and sat down, "how are you?". She laid her head on my shoulder, "I'm good" she snuggled her head into my neck, "I didn't see Jason today so today was great". I smiled and kissed her on the head, "did you like the theater kids?". "Yeah, they were nice" she hugged me tighter, "I don't know what I would have done without you tho".
   I wrapped my arm around her waist and sighed. I started to think about earlier, "what else is on your mind?". Pheobe moved so that she was on the center of the bed. She pulled my hand and lightly pushed me onto the bed. Then she laid on top of me, "I don't know". I pulled a blanket over us so we could cuddle, "what do you mean you don't know?". "Well, I want to know about you", she said playing with my hair, "how are you?". All I could think to say was "I'm good".
    "Don't lie, Zane"I scoffed, "what?! W-what do you mean?" I asked. "Well" she started, "you only ever want to talk about my feelings. You never share how you're doing.". I was happy that she was concerned about me. To be honest, there was a lot on my mind. There was a lot I wanted to talk about with someone, but I didn't want her to feel like my problems were more important than hers. She stoped playing with me hair and sat up a little, "so tell me how you're doing...... how you're really doing".
   I didn't really know what to say. "If I'm being completely honest, I'm doing ok" I respond.