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They'd told the hospital staff that it was to jog her memories.

Which wasn't a total lie, Aggie reasoned to herself as she sat on the veritable mountain of mattresses they'd gotten the security guys to drag to Imo's room. It was just.. not the main reason. But you could have fun and job someone's memories at the same time, right?

The nurses certainly seemed to think so, because they'd agreed to get the girls some pizzas and smuggle them into the ward with a wink and a smile - apparently the two girls' newfound happiness had touched a note in the hardened staff.

And happiness was the word, because Aggie couldn't honestly remember a time in her life where she'd been happier. Spending her days with Imogen was a treat, a secret dream come true; she had a best friend and it really was the best thing ever!

Which was why she'd agreed to the sleepover when Imo mentioned that they had had a lot of them at the school, and a day of organization and pleading later, here they were!

"Eww, mine's got pepperoni on it. Yours was ham, right?" She tried to peer at the other girl's half-open box. "I should've g-gone with that too." Too late, she sighed regretfully, too late.

"Really?" Puppy dog eyes at full capacity, she held out the distasteful pizza in question. Sure there might still be time for Imo to change her mind, which was why they had to switch as fast as possible! (Because ugh, pepperoni! Nasty stuff.)

"Did you get a-an answer for your application yet? Um, the one for the fancy girl's school or w-whatever?" Aggie had sent an application to Meadowview herself and already gotten accepted, something that she was starting to regret. If she'd known beforehand that Imo existed and was trying for Crystal's (as per her mother's behest), she'd have tried out too!

"I should have. We can always split it?" Mm, pineapple goodness and good company - life didn't get any better than this, really. "Half for you a-and half for me, and I can j-just take off the pepperoni!"

"Yeah, but you're really awesome and smart and stuff, so you'll probably get through!" How someone could managed to look both depressed and encouraging at once was a bit of a mystery, but Aggie was a girl of many mysteries (though most had to do with how her drawing skills stayed so awful after all the fake-mags she made on a regular basis). "A-and your mom only wants the best for you, and they say that Crystal girls are the best."

She sounded a little awed at the thought of her best friend joining those ranks.

Aggie silently breathed a sigh of relief and took another bite of the heavenly ham pizza, assuring herself that she would have shared if Imo had wanted to, really. Right? Mmm, ham..

"Y-yeah, so much for being 'special'! We a-all ended up like this anyway, right? But I guess they were scary adults and there weren't much we could've done anyway." Man, how depressing. "Um, I think it's because they've got better teachers. Maybe? And I heard some of the nurses say that t-they're all supposed to be rich or something."

Aggie giggled and brushed the stray piece of cheese from Imogen's antics off her face, "You couldn't escape if you wanted to! Memory loss or not, I'll always find you, muahaha!" She mirrored a teasing grin and stuck out her tongue. Best friends forever, and she wasn't ever planning on letting go.

"We'll just have to disguise you so no-one knows you go to a rich people's school and sneak you into the poor side of town so you can come visit me, d-duh."

"Then y-you'll be going to two schools instead of j-just one!" She snickered, imagining the loads of homework. "You can never win with school, really." She nodded sagely, trying to keep a straight face and keep the smiles inside.

"A-are you going back to live with your mom if y-you don't get in?" Aggie had yet to actually meet Imo's mom, but the woman sounded awesome in her opinion. Being of a less than stout character, she'd always harboured a certain respect for those who actually managed to battle their way through life - and win.

"Y-yeah, mom and dad have some friend of a friend or s-something.. they say it'll be cheap." She shrugged, a bit disillusioned with her parents at the moment. At the least they'd offered to pay for the thing and was coming around for visits more often now. "I dunno, it d-didn't sound all that awesome. Dad used a lot of words like 'architectural value' and 'historic views', s-so it's probably some rathole."

"I'd like that." A painting party sounded fun, and now she'd be sure to get a DVD player and a television for sure! She smiled at Imo, once again caught up in how happy she was to have a best friend.

"R-right! They probably are. Some people never learn, seriously." She wrinkled her nose, not the least bit understanding of how people could ever join a gang. Sure, more friends, but all that violence... Well, it certainly wasn't for her, that was sure! "At the least, this way w-we'll have a lot of movies to watch together on movie nights! And, um, new music to share and stuff. Silver linings, right?"