I woke up the morning of my dentist appointment dreading it. I hated having people put their hands in my mouth, and the toothpaste they used is so cakey and always tasted gross. I also knew exactly how the appointment would go. They would tell me that my teeth are so straight and white and that they couldn’t find any issues with them. I had never even had a cavity.

The new dentist really didn’t look any different than my old one. The only real difference was my old one had private rooms, but in this one there was just a line of chairs that everyone sat in. I didn’t love the lack of privacy, but I would be in and out fast so no big deal.

The dental hygienist came and began the painstaking process of flossing and brushing. I tried not to gag when I tasted that disgusting toothpaste. I guess every dentist just used that kind.

“When is the last time you got x rays done?” the hygienist asked.

“I’m not sure probably not for a couple of years. Why, do I need them?” I asked.

“Dr. Brian always likes x rays for new patients. Is that okay with you,” she asked.

“Yeah that’s totally fine!”

My old dentist had never taken x rays before, but it’s not like they’re painful so why not?

@aktivator82 thanks! If you’re talking about my other story unfortunately it included not allowed content so it’s locked

@magnetmouth yes that one! I know I was having fun writing it I will try to see if I can adjust some things so it can continue. I’m glad you liked it!

When I walked into the orthodontists office the next morning I was immediately hit by the smell. I always hated the smell of the orthodontist like rubber and cleanser. I gave the receptionist my name and she directed my to the waiting room. The majority of the people waiting were younger, but I did see a few people who looked like my parents age waiting.

“Gracie! You’re up,” a young woman who I assumed was Dr. White’s assistant called.

I smiled and followed her to a chair. I did not understand this new open floor concept I liked having privacy!

“Hi Gracie, I’m Dr. White,” said a clean cut older man out stretching his hand for me to shake it.

“Nice to meet you.”

“Let me take a look at those teeth of yours. Open, bite down for me. Hmm let me see you swallow,” he said brown furrowing a little. “I’m going to be honest with you, this is not what we like to see.”

“Oh really?” I asked a little nervous now.

“It looks like your jaw changed some since you last had braces and there were some habits that were never corrected. Did you have any appliances?”

“No, just braces and two rubber bands.”

“So, to avoid issues in the future we need to start treatment as soon as possible. If you sign some routine paperwork for me today we could get you started as soon as this week,” he said.

This was all going way faster than I expected.

“I don’t know if braces are in my price range right now,” I said trying to think of an easy way out.

“I think we could get everything done within your parents insurance on the plan that I was thinking.”

“You really think it’s that serious?” I asked.

“Unfortunately yes,” he said. “Let me get you the paperwork and I’ll give you a minute to look over it and think it through before signing.”

He handed me a stack of documents. I briefly scanned them but I had a bad habit of never fully reading before signing. I looked in my phone camera, my teeth really could be better. The first time wasn’t horrible and I might as well get it over with now. I sighed and picked up the pen and signed.

“I’m ready Dr. White, I signed!” I said.

“Let’s get that treatment started,” he smiled.

@aktivator82 thanks! If you’re talking about my other story unfortunately it included not allowed content so it’s locked

Sad to hear your other story got locked, I hope we one day find the pleasure of reading a approved version with a sequel. In the meantime you should just continue this one. I'm sure you can also make something of this story.

this is a great start, cant wait to read more!

Getting the treatment started meant taking several molds of my mouth with the disgusting trays or goop that I had always thought I would never have to put in my mouth again.

“I’m going to send your molds in and we should get everything we need back by next week!” Dr. White said.

“Am I good to go then?” I asked him wanting to get out of the office and contemplate what I just agreed to.

“I’m going to add a few of these spacers in between your teeth to make the banding process go easier for you.”

I hated the sound of that. Banding process sounded so intense. I opened wide again as he stuck little blue bands between each of my three back molars so twelve in total, which seemed like a lot more than I remembered the first time around. I hoped it was because treatment was more efficient now or soemthing.

“You are good to go! Just check out at the front desk and schedule an appointment for next Monday.”

“Great, thanks,” I said getting up and walking to the front desk.

“So next Monday at 12?” the receptionist asked. “It will take around 4 hours so you will need your day blocked off.”

“Four hours?” I asked. “Is that normal?”

That seemed like a ridiculously long time to put some braces on.

“For your treatment plan, yes,” the receptionist replied.

“Then yes that works I guess.”

Why did people keep saying this treatment plan. Isn’t everyone’s braces somewhat the same?

“Alright we will see you then!”