Hope would take Lizzie's comments for the truth, if only because she was admitting she needed the meds and that she should have asked for help. Those were good steps forward, until she backslid again. But maybe that wouldn't happen here.
"As long as you're not being a major bitch, yea, they're still going to like you," Hope huffed out a small laugh and moved to sit where Lizzie could see her. "They might even like you because you're being a mean girl but I wouldn't count on it. You're still fun and driven with the meds. It just doesn't escalate into scary territory."