The door opened and in ran Rachel.

"I'm so sorry I'm late guys. I couldn't get away, that bitch made us run through the routine about 200 times!"

Quinn emerged from Brittany's room, lipstick in hand. She was wearing a long floral dress, her hair pinned back of her face and her big eyes decorated by her beautifully applied make-up.

"Don't worry, we'll get the next showing. Brit fell asleep so she's rushing around with her towel on her hair looking for something to wear. You know what she's like." Quinn grinned and worked her way over to the table where she sat down and began to paint her fingernails a delicate pink.

Rachel let out a sigh of relief.

"Oh, and I've sorted that outfit you said you wanted to wear. I thought you might be rushed so it's on your bed if you want it. I also picked out some shoes if you need any." Quinn stated without looking up.

"Really?" Asked Rachel.

"Yep." Quinn looked up. "It's been a quiet day." She winked.

"Haha. You're the best! Thank you. I won't be long."

Quinn couldn't get Santana out of her head. After finding the picture earlier she couldn't help but reminisce about their friendship. They'd grown up together and been inseparable. Since the age of 5 they'd ruled the school with their witty jokes and slightly bitchy undertones. They'd helped each other through thick and thin. They'd even lived together when things were hard at home. Quinn had consoled Santana when her secrets were exposed and when her family discovered her sexuality. They weren't all too accepting and Quinn spent hours lying on her bed with Santana eating ice cream and crying until all of their clothes were stained with mascara. These were moments she'd never forget, and Santana wasn't there to share them. If there was one thing that Quinn was determined to do it was to get her best friend back.

About 20 minutes passed and Brittany strolled out of her room and jumped into Quinn's lap giving her a long hug.

"Are you feeling better?" asked Brittany.

"Yeah, I suppose." Quinn laughed. "I'll feel better when we finally leave for the movies." She turned her head towards Rachel's door. "Rach! Are you nearly ready?"

"Yes, yes. I'm coming now!" Rachel called as she stumbled out of her room with one shoe on. She hopped around trying to get the other blue heel on her foot, much to the amusement of the other girls.

"Come on then. Let's get going." Quinn said as she rose from her chair, grabbed her clutch bag and headed for the door.

At the movie the girls lined up to get their tickets.

"Can we see that one?" asked Brittany pointing to a poster of a new horror film.

"I dunno Brit, horror films aren't really my kind of thing." Said Quinn.

"Come on Quinn. It's supposed to be a comedy-horror. It won't be too scary and you can sit in-between us just incase you get too scared." Rachel teased as she jokingly pinched Quinn's cheek. Quinn slapped her hand away.

"Ok, ok, fine. I need to go to the bathroom. Will you get my ticket for me?" She handed the money to Rachel and walked briskly across the foyer.

She squeezed past a couple that were far too intimate for a public place and leant against the bathroom door, pushing it open. At that moment someone pulled from the other side leaving Quinn to stumble at the unexpected change and fall into the body that was leaving the bathroom.

Two soft hands grabbed the blonde's arms to stop her from falling and pulled her upright.

"I'm so sorry I- I-.." Quinn paused her apology as she lifted her head and met dark brown eyes. "Santana?"

"Hey Quinn" Said Santana as she readjusted her dress that Quinn had moved out of place with her clumsiness.

"What are you doing here? How have you been?" asked Quinn excitedly.

"Someone from work set me up on a blind date so here I am. But, we've only just got here and I'm bored out of my mind. I'm not sure if I can sit through a whole movie with her." Santana replied. Quinn nodded. She knew how it felt to go on a date with someone who she had nothing in common with. "How have you guys been?"

"Not too bad thanks. How are you now? I mean- I tried to call and see how you were but you didn't ever call back." Quinn admired the beautiful features of her friend as she spoke.

"Yeah, I know. I'm sorry. I just wanted time to myself; you know, to think and get over Jess. It wasn't anything personal you just reminded me of her and I couldn't handle it. Hey, I'm fine now so I guess it kinda worked."

Quinn rolled her eyes. That was typical Santana. She cuts herself off from the people who care so that she can forget the problem.

"I know what'll cheer you up Quinnie." Santana said mockingly. Quinn beamed at the mention of her old friends nickname for her. "Here's my new number. Give me a call tomorrow and we can catch up. I can tell you about this god awful date and you can tell me about what you've been doing. Sound good?"

"Sure." Agreed Quinn. The girls exchanged numbers and smiles as they realized there was a glimmer of hope that they could get their old best friend back.

Quinn skipped back over to Brittany and Rachel who were waiting outside the screen holding the tickets.

"Hello. What's cheered you up?" asked Rachel grinning at Quinn who then realized her excitement and calmed down.

"I just saw Santana." The blonde exclaimed.

"Where? Is she here? How is she?" asked Brittany sharing Quinn's enthusiasm.

"She's fine. We swapped numbers so I'll give her a call tomorrow. She seemed really good Brit."

Brittany grinned and turned to enter the movie beaming with the thought that things might return to how they used to be. No sad Quinn or lonely Santana. Everyone would be happy again.

Brittany walked ahead as Rachel turned to Quinn.

"Please tell me you've told Brittany about what happened with you and Santana." Pleaded Rachel looking into Quinn's eyes.

She shook her head "No, not exactly."