Week Fifteen

Makeover week!

When I figured out that it was makeover week, I was overjoyed. I mean, I never thought I would reach this point fifteen or so weeks ago. I mean, I never went out with anyone, even with Tiffany. We settled on wearing huge sweatshirts, sweatpants and just...not be pretty. Now? Now? I'm just overjoyed that I can actually be pretty.

I, as well as the other remaining players were at Macy's, picking out our outfits for a Hollywood movie premier, and I was looking at the dresses and from what I seen, none of the ones that I seen would never look good on me.

"Overwhelming for you?" The voice of Tim Gunn asked as he approached me.

I turned to face him and replied, "No, it's just that none of these would look good on me,"

"Nonsense, what type of colours do you like?" Tim asked.

"Any colour but pink," I replied.

"Tomboy?" Tim asked.

"No," I replied. "I just hate pink," I added.

Tim looked around the dresses for a while until he found one. He took it out so that I could look at it and my jaw just dropped. It was a Blue Sexy Knit One Strap Textured Cutout Side Mini Dress. How I know that was because that was my future prom dress.

"Like it?" Tim asked.

I nodded yes. "It was my future prom dress when I was eleven," I replied.

"Didn't have one?" Tim asked.

"No. I dropped out when I was fifteen because everyone was making fun of my weight," I replied.

"Oh," Tim said. "Even though this is a movie premier, you can count this as your prom," He said.

I smiled when he said that. "Oh," He added. "And this blue looks really good on you," He added.

Hairstyling

"Your hair looks gorgeous now," The hair-stylist that was doing my hair said as she was holding my hair. As of now, it was dark brown in colour and it was naturally wavy. I never straightened it, curled it, dyed it, highlighted it or anything. The only thing that I did was the annual cut once a month. The hair in terms of length it was long enough for someone to do a total updo on it. "You wanna know what I'm going to do with it?" She asked.

"What?" I asked.

"I'm just going to put blonde highlights in it. I don't want to get rid of the brown because it's looks great on you," She said. "I'm also going to have just a slight trim, and it's going to be in a half up-do," She replied.

"That sounds awesome," I said as the hairstylist was doing her thing. When it was done, I seen it in the mirror and said, "Oh my God, you did an awesome job. I don't even look like a 289 pound girl that didn't want to look pretty,"

"You crazy?" She asked. "Girl, you are more prettier than you give yourself credit for. Now, you are going to flaunt it at the movie premier," She added, in which I nodded.

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Movie Premier

I was waiting to go down to see the premier. I was the last one going out, and if memory serves me, this is the part of the show where your family sees how you look today. But, I don't have blood-family to see me. I probably have either Tiffany's mom or dad to see me. I was coming around the stairs and waiting to see either one of Tiffany's parents since they promised either me or Tiffany that if either one or both of me makes it to Makeover week that they'll show up. When I turned around the stairs to walk down the main set of stairs, I didn't see Tiffany's father. I didn't see Lucy.

I saw Mike.

"Mike?" I asked as I walked down the stairs and when we were close enough, I gave him a huge hug. "You look so freaking different," I said as we finally let go of each other. "It's unbelievable," I added.

"You changed to, don't forget about that," Mike said.

"I'm still the same person," I said. "Just one hundred fifteen pounds lighter," I added.

"Hundred fifteen?" Mike asked. "Wow. You didn't lose any beauty that you had since when I first saw you. It's like they added beauty to you," He added.

"No they did not," I said. "You're just saying that for the enjoyment of saying it," I added.

"I'm being completely serious. Surprised that no guy has the privilege of having you in their life," He said.

"Well, it's their loss," I said. "And some guy's gain," I added.

I didn't realize that tears were coming out of my eyes until Mike took his thumb and ran it across my lower eye lid. Luckily, I decided to just put mascara on my upper eyelid.

"Well, let's go," Mike said as he extended his arm out in a way that he wants me to entwine my hand into his. I hesitated for a short bit before placing my hands into his, and when our hands were officially entwined with the other, that sent as light shock up and down my arm, one of the few feelings that I feel when I'm touching him in ways like this. We then entered into the movie theatre. When we did, we sat beside Mike's family where I was in between him and his mother, and it was the most comfortable than I would be when I was with my own family if it was still alive.

The move started playing, and I quickly noticed that it was a movie about the remaining contestants that are left on the show. One thing that I could say about this is that, I hate seeing myself on any other screens. It just makes myself embarrassed whenever that happens.

"Hey everyone. My name is Megan, and I'm a seventeen year old highschool drop out trying to change her life," I heard my old me say where I was sitting beside Tiffany where we would describing why we're on the show. When it showed just me, I heard myself say, "When I was twelve years old, I lost both my mom and dad to a car accident caused by a drunk driver. Three weeks after that, my older brother Josh died from alcohol poisoning. After living with my aunt for a week, she died from a heart attack. I've been jumping from foster home to foster home to foster home, with none of them having an interest of having me as their daughter. That was where the weight became involved. By the time I turned seventeen years old, I weight 289 pounds, and I'm planning on changing that today,"

I couldn't believe that I was actually seeing my old, fat self. When it showed how I looked before and after, I heard Mike's mom whisper in my ear "Congratulations Megan,"

"Thanks," I whispered back. I looked back at the TV and saw the new me say, "This is where I say that being on the Biggest Loser is a great thing for me and that I'm changing my life for the better, and it has. But, without me being on the Biggest Loser, I wouldn't have met Mike and that by far, is one of the greatest moments that happened to me while being on the Biggest Loser,"

"They included me saying that," I whispered as I had my hands covering my mouth. "My God," I added. Just then, I could feel Mike's arm around my shoulders and my instant reaction to that was placing my head on his shoulder as I watched the rest of the movie.

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Weigh In

Since it was makeover week, that usually means that we don't workout as much as we liked to, which means we have low numbers to deal with. After a few people went in, it was my turn. When the scale was done, it showed that I lost eleven pounds, making me be at 163 pounds.

"How the hell did I lose eleven pounds?" i immediately asked. "Like, everyone should be losing like single digit numbers since we're not giving the amount of time at the gym like we should be. Because of that, I lose eleven pounds?" I asked like I didn't believe what happened.

"Well, it just adds to your total weight loss of one hundred twenty six pounds," Alison said.

"Awesome," I said as I walked down the scale and went back to where I was previously standing.