The irony of the situation hadn't escaped her.

She had taken years to sculpt the perfect persona with the perfect
look that she shared on Instagram. She knew her hundreds of thousands of followers envied that life she showed
and stayed engaged with her because they wanted that life too. The truth was that she wanted the perfect life she
portrayed more than any of her fans. The fact was that despite all the perfection she shared on social media, her
life was actually more of a mess than most.
To the two friends, the treehouse was much more than a treehouse. It was a sanctuary away from the other kids
where they could be themselves without being teased or bullied. It was their secret fortress hidden high in the
branches of a huge oak that only they knew existed. At least that is what they thought. They were more than a
little annoyed when their two younger sisters decided to turn the treehouse into a princess castle by painting the
inside pink and putting glitter everywhere.
There was a time and a place for Stephanie to use her magic. The problem was that she had a difficult time
determining this. She wished she could simply use it when the desire hit and there wouldn't be any unforeseen
consequences. Unfortunately, that's not how it worked and the consequences could be devastating if she
accidentally used her magic at the wrong time.
Twenty-five hours had passed since the incident. It seemed to be a lot longer than that. That twenty-five hours
seemed more like a week in her mind. The fact that she still was having trouble comprehending exactly what
took place wasn't helping the matter. She thought if she could just get a little rest the entire incident might make
a little more sense.
The choice was red, green, or blue. It didn't seem like an important choice when he was making it, but it was a
choice nonetheless. Had he known the consequences at that time, he would likely have considered the choice a
bit longer. In the end, he didn't and ended up choosing blue.