"COULD YOU BUY THEM ANY MORE JUNK FOOD?" I ask surprised at seeing Brad and Sofia waddle ahead of us into the movie theatre hidden under a mass of shopping bags, popcorn and chocolate bars.

"It's the movies - if you don't put on 3 pounds in one sitting then what's the point?" Brittany replies with a shrug. "You really need to live a little San." she adds jokingly.

"I'm a cheerleader, I gots to keep my smokin' hot body or who else is going to make the school sexually frustrated.

"Oh is that what the Cheerios are for? And here's me thinking they were to cheer for the football team." she teases as we enter the dark room.

"Britt I can't see where I'm going!" I whisper to the blonde, trying carefully not to fall up the stairs ascending from the front to back row.

"Here." she replies, reaching out and grabbing my hand, leading me to the back row where Brad and Sofia are. Usually I would never do something like that in public but the blanket of darkness as well as my concern for the safety of my face ushers away my concerns. Her hands are warm and soft - it feels as though she is giving me a little hand hug which is nowhere near as creepy or gay as it sounds.

Our hands part upon reaching the back row where we can see that Brad and Sofia are sitting together and have no intentions on being separated, and so we squeeze past them so I have Britt on my left and Sofia on my right.

"I can't believe you forced me into watching this." I whisper with a pout.

"Don't give me that look." Brittany replies with a sad face.

"Look at it. Look at the pain in my little sad face." I can't control myself though and my pout quickly turns into a smile.

"You won't be laughing in a minute when a killer clown jumps out of the screen and eats that little face." She replies sticking her tongue out.

"That's not funny." I whisper as the room darkens further and the trailers start.

"I'm supposed to protect you, I don't have to be funny." she says with a smile.

The trailers end quickly and before I know it here I am scared out of my mind as high school kids try to outrun a bunch of clowns with meat cleavers and knifes. I'm not an idiot, I know this is totally unrealistic and would never happen but it doesn't stop me trembling and my face wincing - that is the few times my eyes are actually open. Brittany can sense my pain and discomfort as she reaches up and takes my hand, interlocking my fingers with hers, looking at me with sympathetic eyes to reassure me before looking back to the screen with a smile. I look over to Sofia who is more consumed by the movie and shovelling popcorn into her mouth to notice what is happening.

I'm more interested in Brittany than the movie but I guess I have no choice but to try to get through pretending to watch the movie as painlessly as possible. Despite how small and dainty her hands are they are like a comfort blanket that immediately calms me down and reassures me that she is here to look after me.
I finally make it through the whole; having squeezed Brittany's hand with fear numerous times and in response her rubbing my hand with her thumb to comfort me, never has such a simple act made me feel so comfortable and wanted.

The lights come up to signal the end of the movie and I quickly snap my hand back to my side, I can see Brittany's face drop out of the corner of my eye and turn into a sad and confused expression but I instead choose to focus on ushering Brad and Sofia out of the theatre.

"So kids, how'd you find it?" I enthusiastically ask when we stand outside the movie theatre.

"AWESOME!" they both say in unison.

"What about the part where the clown pulls the bloody handkerchief chain out of that guys throat. That was epic!" exclaims Brad, starting a conversation with Sofia about their favourite parts of the movie.

"Well that was… horrific." I say to Brittany laughing, evoking a small smile from the blonde's lips. "But thanks for protecting me though." I lean in and whisper with a discreet wink.

"Well you know I'm not just a pretty face am I?"

"You won't… tell anyone will you?"

"About what?" she asked confused.

"How much of a big baby I am when it comes to scary movies, I don't think my hell bitch reputation could take that big of a hit."

Brittany laughs but before she gets to reply Sofia interrupts us saying "Umm Tan…"

"Yeah…" I reply warily.

"Brad and I were wondering if he could come over to our house tomorrow and watch some movies or something."

"And why are you asking me?" I ask confused.

"Well Mami and papi are working tomorrow so it's just you and me and so you're in charge."

"Oh this is great!" I respond with a devious smile "All this power I hold over you, how fun."

"Stop being an ass and say yes already, I don't even know why I need to ask anything I'm 13 dammit."

"Brad your new friend is a ray of sunshine isn't she." I turn and say to the boy who laughs in response.

"Okay yes, yes, yes, you can be an even greater pain in my ass all day tomorrow." I direct towards Sofia, I can see her hiding a smile underneath her smirk, I see way too much of myself in her at times like this.

"Brittany are you coming?" Sofia asks.

"Umm I don't really know." She responds, quickly looking at me then back at Sofia.

"I know Santana would love it if you came. Just something to think about."

"Okay I think it's time for you to stop talking." I sternly announce to Sofia "And it's time to get home." forcing her to move with my handfuls of bags.

"Bye Brad, it was nice to meet you, Brittany I'll text you later." I call back as I usher us away whilst Sofia hollers back numerous goodbyes as well.

By the time we get home we are both exhausted, throwing down our bags at the door before throwing ourselves at the couches in the family room.

"Uhh I'm so tired I could sleep for a week!" I groan as my surprisingly weary body hits the couch.

"Tana… Why didn't you tell me?" Sofia asks, propping her head on her hands and staring at me.

"Tell you what kid?"

"About Brittany."

"What about her?"

"That you like her."

What did she just say?