Marshmallow Magic and The Wild Rose Rouge

My three best friends: Hannah, Leslie, and JJ - are great. I appreciate them A LOT. But I started to appreciate them even more when I read about a girl called Lemmie whose best friends left her for a more popular group of girls. The popular girls were Lemmie's enemies even before they stole her friends; in fact, they did it to spite her: just to show how easily they could reel in whomever and whatever they wanted to do their EVIL bidding. Lemmie was depressed and sad at first, but then she realized that they couldn't have been real friends at all if they had left her so easily. A true friend would have stuck by your side and felt no temptation.
Lemmie has a sister - an older sister - called Rose Rouge, at art college, who is wildly creative and arty and spontaneous in when she visits her little sister. They eat marshmallows together, they make crafts together, they chat nineteen to the dozen - they're the best of friends. Rose Rouge pulls her through her enemy's bulling and taunting, by making Lemmie wacky things: dices with special numbers to depict what sort of day she'll have, dance routines, scratchy yet soft scarves - just about anything under the moon that's even vaguely comforting, basically. Sounds like the most amazing, tip top sister ever, right? Well, it turns out that Lemmie did all those things herself; ROSE ROUGE IS IMAGINARY!