Think of a transformation. Like a fat ugly girl turned into a beauty queen? Yeah, my life is something like that.. Marianna Tanberry. She was once called "fattie" and "fatso". Everyone snickered behind her back, and once she even heard her friends gossip," Marianna Tanberry. More like MONO PaleUgly! Not that anyone would want to kiss her!" Marianna was hurt. But Marianna had one secret weapon. Sephana Tanberry. Her sister, the ultimate blonde. She had no idea how much her life would change.. Like it? Sorry, I know it sucks.
~Chapter 1~ Marianna walked in the living room, eleven, ugly, and flabby. Sephana was stretched lazily over the couch, listening to "Telephone" by Lady Gaga. With her golden-blonde hair, sharp cheekbones, long eyelashes, pale skin, slim figure and her emerald-green eyes, she could have been a supermodel. And she was only a year older then me. Thirteen. And a beauty queen. "SEPHANA!" I realized she was playing Party In My Dorm, a strictly-18 game. She took out her earphones. "Yes, Mari?" she smirked. "Mom told you not to play th--" She cut me off. "Yeah, yeah. Whatev. " she waved a hand at me. "Little sis, I am giving you a makeover. " Her tone was serious, and for once she was not joking. "Okay, don't freak, but I'm gonna tell you the truth." she said. I nodded. I already knew. Duh. "Your could-be-nice blonde hair is messed up;you don't comb it. The color is too drab, you mix it up with WAY too many bright accessories. Your eyes are a cool sea green, but you mess it up by wearing those ugly red contacts. Sorry, they don't work on you. Your lips are a bright ruby red, but you use too many pink lipsticks. Don't work on you either. Your cheekbones, are covered by your fat and hair. You need to get a haircut, and lose some of that. Plus, you have terrible fashion sense. " She pointed at me up and down. Did she just call me pretty and ugly at the same time? I was stunned. "Ai--" I couldn't speak. "Yeah, you're right. I'm taking you to the salon later, and I'm signing you up for twelve fitness programs. Lose the makeup, we're going out later to get you s'more. Geek to total goddess. " she smiled dreamily, as of awed by her own awesomeness. Cocky, or what?
Walking gracefully as usual, Sephana grabbed her purse and I had no choice but to follow her. She got dressed in a tank top and skinny jeans. She looked like..erm..Rosalie Hale.? From Twilight. Except she was prettier. I was dazed; in a trance so she pulled my hand and we got into a taxi. Sephana had hired it, without our mom's approval. Brookdale Mall. I was pulled to a hair salon. My hair was trimmed, and dyed with pink streaks. Sephana said it was to"add a rebellious streak to you" but I was sure my mom would freak. Purple nails with little silver streaks. Light grass-green eyeshadow. Light eyeliner. No mascara. A little blush. A soda-flavored Lip Smacker. A whole new wardrobe of Sephana's old stuff, which looked pretty fine. Sephana had me booked for twelve fitness programs. I came home later, sweating. I looked at myself in the mirror. I was still pudgy, but with the haircut I was I admit it prettier. -to becontinued-
Sephana's POV I got Marianna to do what I asked her. Mina, I am taking you down. This assignment for Fashion Club is soo easy. Assignment #5 for people running to be president of Fashion Club: Make someone from "Aw, shucks, you look pretty. *grimace and wince*" to "Oh my God. She's drop dead gorgeous. *wide mouth*". And who's better then Marianna? That's right, no one. *a month later* Marianna Tanberry Sucesss!!!!! I pulled it off!! Forty LBs lost!! It's a miracle!! After this summer, I'm going to start looking normal! But not glammy gorgeous like Sephana. Just normal. More human. Sephana showed me the ropes..everything was just a sugar-coated lie. A trick inside, but beautiful and delicious outside. But I was determined to still be me. Without the ugly fat, of course. And a prettier figure. Beep! My phone. I pulled it out; it was from my best friend Selena (no not the pop star) Fortet. "<('-'<) Squeeze !U'v just been hugged .I WANT ONE BACK... Send this to 10 friends you luv If u get 3 bk ur cute, 6 ur loved, 9 ur hot. None? People hate u! So start hugging!! Go!... Whoever ruins this will b single 4 the next 48 years. " A single text message. During the summer, I had gained plenty of friends, during our summer holidays to France, Dubai, and Puerto Rico. I sent it to everyone on my phone, (100 people;Sephana had 4 phones. C--never mind. ) Beep. Beep! Beep.... I got 10 back. The Andi: You sent me this, I copy and pasted. And how many did you get? (that isn't my actual score)