(Rachel's POV)
It was kind of weird that Santana was in my room. The Santana Lopez was in my room. And she wasn't in here to kill me, like I always expected her to. But she didn't seem to mind; in fact she seemed to enjoy it.
"Your room is very…you." She says as she looks around it.
"Thanks, I think that your room should represent every part of your life." I reply as I move to my closet to get some clothes.
"Clearly. It looks Broadway blew up and landed in your room." I look back at her to see that she's smiling.
"That's what I was aiming for. My room was decorated in pink last year, but I didn't really like it that much. So I redecorated." Santana goes over to my bookshelf and begins to go over the titles.
"I'm jealous. You have the Spamalot music book, and the script! I couldn't find it anywhere!" I laugh as I watch her cling the book to her chest.
"I had to go to China Town to get it." I tell her as I walk back into my room. "You can borrow it if you want."
"Thanks. I'll copy it when I get home. Ohhh, what are these?" She asks with a devious grin.
I quickly turn around to see that she was looking at the pictures on my dresser, "Nothing just some photos."
"Of a half clothed Quinn. On your bed!" Santana shouts as she continues to look at all the pictures.
"Santana!" Santana just laughs and keeps on looking at the pictures.
"Scandalous! She took pictures of you while you were asleep! That's creepy." Santana says.
"It is not! She was just being sweet. Leave my pictures alone." I whine.
"Whatever you say Rach. You ready yet?" Santana asks.
"Yeah, I'm just going to leave a note telling my dads where I am." I say as we both walk out of my room and down the stairs. I quickly jot down a note for my dads and stick it on the fridge.
"Let's go."
Santana's POV
So I'm staring, at Rachel, Rachel's perfect body. I'm probably being a creeper right now, but I don't care. Her shorts and tank top don't leave that much to be imagined.
"You like the view?" Rachel says smirking.
"Umm- Yeah. I mean. You look hot. I have no idea why we called you treasure trail." I tell her while I continue to stare.
"That's what Quinn said. Shall we start the movie marathon?" She asks as she moves towards my DVD case.
"We shall my lady." I walk over to her and show all the musicals.
"Oh my gosh- You have Shrek! I wanted to see it so bad!" Rachel cries.
"It wasn't the best; I didn't really like the story. But the music was truly amazing." I say with a smile.
"Can we watch it?" Rachel asks with a pout.
"Like I could resist that pout. Sure Rach, we can watch it." I take the DVD and insert it in to the machine.
"Yay!" Rachel celebrates. I can't help at her silly antics as I craw into the fort of blankets we made earlier. Rachel hushes me as the beging notes of the musical starts.
2 hours later
Rachel is one of the cutest people ever. She made me go back 6 times so that she could sing along to 'Know It's Today' and then another 2 times so that we could sing it together.
"So did you like it?" I ask as the musical ends.
"I loved the music, but I didn't really like the musical." Rachel says after stiffling a yawn.
"Do you want to go to sleep?" Rachel shakes her head.
"I'm not sleepy." She whines.
"Sure you're not. How about we move to the bed?" Rachel giggles and looks at me like I'm crazy.
"Move to the bed? That sound's like you're trying to get into my pants." I can't help but chuckle.
"That's it, you're going to bed." I say as I pick her up. She tries to wiggle out of my arms but fails, epicly.
"But I don't want to! It's only 11." Rachel tries to persuade me.
"If you want to go shopping with me you're going to need your rest." Rache just sighs.
"Fine! But only because your being a poopy head." Rachel gripes. I just laugh as I drop on to my king size bed.
"Whatever you say Rachel." I clap my hands and the lights go out. "I am so bad-ass." I state with a smirk, even though Rachel couldn't see it. Rachel moves towards the edge of the bed as I remain to my side, a large in between us.
I close my eyes and try to go to sleep. For some reason my body seems too restless to fall asleep.
"San?" I turn around to face Rachel.
"Yes?" The bed slightly moves as Rachel moves towards me.
"Will you hold me? Please?" She asks in a sorrowful tone of voice.
"Of course I will Ray." I say as I wrap my arm around her waist and pull her into me.
"Thank you." She mumbles so quietly that I almost didn't hear it.
"Anything for you." I whisper as I breathe in the scent of her shampoo.
I know it sounds like they're in a relationship, but they're not! They are simply really great friends. Next chapter will have them shopping and I might put the party in that chapter. Or maybe not. Brittney and Quinn will likely not be in the story for 2 more chapters… Anyway no one has told me their thoughts on what's going on with Quinn and Rachel's mom. Don't forget to hit that button that we all love, the review button!