"... Please read pages 240-300 tonight so that tomorrow we can start on our projects," Mr. Schuester repeated for the third time, trying to get through to his last class of the day. Looking around he could see a couple of his glee kids scattered throughout the room. Mercedes Jones and Kurt Hummel were talking a couple of their classmates, probably about the latest gossip. Finn Hudson sat in the corner tossing crumpled up balls of paper with another of his fellow football players, and at the very back of the room sat Quinn Fabray, Brittany Pierce, and Santana Lopez, formed into a little pod, closed off from everyone else.

"So I was thinking we could hang out at my place this weekend, maybe have a sleepover, just the three of us, like old times," Quinn told the pair, fidgeting with the bracelet on her wrist, nervous for the other girls' answers. Brittany, whom had been fussing with a stain on her jeans, eagerly nodded her head, a bright smile on her face.

"San, are you going to come?" Quinn asked impatiently as the bell rang and everyone started packing up. When she didn't get a response she looked to the girl in question. Because she was the girl's best friend she noticed some differences in her usually bitchy attitude... Like the way her face was scrunched up, as if in pain. There also were not supposed to be tears in her eyes.

"Santana..?" A concerned Quinn whispered, slightly shaking the quiet girl's shoulder. And just like that her wall was back in place and she was scowling at Quinn.

"What do you want tubbers?" She shrieked.

"I asked if you wanted to come to mine for a sleepover, Brittany has already agreed... Actually I think she's already left," Quinn replied nervously, looking around the now empty classroom. "Anyways, are you going to come?"

Grabbing her bag and walking to the door Santana answered, "Sure, whatever, I hope you have extra clothes though. I'm not stopping at my house. Come on we need to find Brittany." And with that she was gone. Quinn slowly left the classroom, thinking back to what had just happened. Her friend had looked so vulnerable, which she was sure to never show around other people, it was considered a weakness. Well whatever it was she's over it now, Quinn thought and she headed to her car where her two best friends were surely to be waiting.

"Okay Brittany, fine, you can bring it upstairs, fine," a very frustrated Quinn yelled, pushing the other blonde up the stairs, towards her bedroom. After about ten minutes of destroying Quinn's kitchen , Brittany had finally decided on rainbow ice cream to bring up for their movie snack. Quinn, who was opposed to having a wet, soggy, dessert on her bed had been trying to change Brittany's mind... But once it was set there was no going back.

Reaching Quinn's bedroom door, the two blondes hears soft conversation coming from the other side. "... But..." Santana whispered. "Yeah I know... Why... Mom... Fine I'll do it tomorrow... Bye." Pushing the door open, the two saw Santana on the bed, back to them, shaking- as if she were crying.

"Santana..?" Brittany whispered tip-toeing towards her best friend. "What's wrong?"

"Umm, nothing... I'm just going to go to the bathroom then we can watch the movie..." She replied, rushing past the two, wiping at her cheeks. Down the hall they heard the bathroom door slam shut.

"I think she really has to go to the bathroom," Brittany stated, climbing onto the place Santana once occupied.

"Umm, yeah," Quinn answered, peeking down the hall, closing the door and setting up the movie. A couple minutes later the bedroom door squeaked open and Santana made her way onto the bed, snuggling onto the bed next to Brittany. Brittany wrapped her arms around her friend and pulled her in closer, placing her head on her shoulder.

"Where'd your makeup go San?" Brittany whispered into her ear, moving some of her hair behind it. Quinn turned towards Santana and noticed that she had taken her makeup off and her eyes were red and slightly puffy...

Santana took her eyes away from the television screen and stared at the blanket, picking at a piece of fluff. "It was bugging me, so I took it off..."

"Oh okay," Brittany replied and pulled the brunette back into her embrace.

Throughout the movie, Quinn kept glancing at her friends. Brittany looked happy as ever, her best friend in her arms all snuggled up. Santana was watching the movie, but she looked thoughtful, as if she wasn't paying any attention to what was happening on the screen, and she had a faraway look in her eyes.

About an hour later the movie ended and the three slowly got up and stretched, wandering around the room, starting to get ready for bed. Quinn made her way over to her dresser and pulled out a pair of short shorts and a tank top for Santana, throwing it to the brunette, who mumbled quick thanks, and a pair of sweatpants and a tank top for herself. Santana quickly left the room, leaving Quinn and Brittany to get changed by themselves, and made her way to the bathroom, for the second time that evening.