Good Evening,

This is my first attempt at a story but have enjoyed writing this so far. To my understanding there is a story section but am new to the forum so figured I’d start here. Hope you all enjoy and look forward to some feedback to help improve. Thanks!

Chapter 1.

It was moving day for Samantha, or Sam as her friends liked to call her.  Born and raised in a small town outside of Boston, she was the girl everybody desired.  She was average height with an amazing athletic build, intelligent mind, and most importantly a full smile that would light up the room.  Sam was blessed that everything always came so easy to her.  She always had amazing looks, tons of friends and was the social butterfly of her high school.  For the first time ever, she was gearing up to leave a lot of that behind and start a new journey in Florida working with an executive as his private assistant.  Sam always was a hard worker and continued to move up at her current company doing business relations.  She had great ideas to help other businesses discuss acquisitions and good ways to execute doing them.  This type of job allowed her to travel to different parts of the country and ultimately meet a lot of new and well off people.  She had done this for a few years when one of her ideas specifically, really took off.  It was a big company merger where the CEO ultimately reached out to Sam and offered her a position directly working with him down in Florida.  After a long ultimatum of what to do, she ultimately decided the hefty pay increase, as well as the experience of living somewhere new, was enough to motivate her to take the deal.  She reached out to her now boss, Joe, telling her that she agreed and would take deal to which his ecstatic response of, “Great! Cant wait to see and work with that amazing smile of yours!”

Oh this one is interesting! I really don't know where you're gonna take the treatment in this story since you have that combo of needing perfect teeth and keeping appearances cause of the position Sam is in, but I'm interested in where this is going any why you chose to take it that way. This could be an opportunity to talk about a couple treatment plans not usually talked about (lingual, which I would imagine is kind of uncomfortable, or ceramic, which can be more obvious than people think) or something crazy with the justification that the ends justify the means. Thank you for sharing your idea, looking forward to where this one goes!

Good start there are endless possibilities of what sams treatment might involve  look forward to the next installment

Chapter 3.

Monday morning came and she did the normal, brush your teeth extra good just to get them cleaned later that morning.  She walked in to what would be her new dentists office, checked in, and was escorted to wait in the lobby.  A few minutes went by and Sam was called into the back and escorted down into a chair where her new dentist came out and introduced himself.  His name was Dr. Lee and immediately had a very comforting tone to him.  He asked a few questions about myself where I said I was new to the area and needed a new dentist.  He smiled a set of pearly whites and told me to lean on back and rest my head while he takes a look. He moved my cheeks around humming as he went mentioning that my gums looks really good, teeth look clean and had me bite down a few times over and over.  Seemed to be pretty quick and my chair began to sit up as he rolled over beside me.  He looked at me and asked if my previous dentist had ever mentioned anything about my bite or molars.  I replied saying never, he always said my teeth looked perfect naturally and hadn’t mentioned a thing.  I continued to ask why? And if something looked wrong.  He proclaimed stating that my arches just seemed narrow for my mouth and that it cause my molars to not line up properly when biting down.  He continued stating that something like this will cause your teeth to wear down differently and unevenly and would while may not give you any issues now, they could sure lead to issues down the road.  He seemed very calm discussing this and I truly wasn’t exactly sure what any of this meant so I asked if I were him what do you do to fix this?  His response was a referral to an orthodontist to further examine your teeth and bite.  I knew what that referral could potentially mean and was honestly surprised how I didn’t need one my whole life and now of all times was when it was coming out. While my mind started drifting all over I figured I’d wanna hear what I thought I’d hear out of his mouth to correct this and really send my mind into overdrive.  The words ‘You Need Braces’ hit me and left me speechless.  I asked what other possible options are possible to which he said I could further discuss with an orthodontist and see what’s available.  He gave me a recommendation for one he said was one of the best around and asked if I had any more questions.  By this point I still didn’t know what to say and just shrugged.  He said it was nice meeting you and hoped to see me soon ensuring me that a healthy mouth is what is most important in anybody’s smile.  He departed while I stayed put waiting for the hygienist to begin my cleaning.

I laid there in the chair almost motionless with all these thoughts beginning to run through my head, trying to comprehend what was just said to me.  All this and I didn’t even realize the hygienist talking to me trying to introduce herself.  She said hi and basically leaned me right back prepping me for a nice thorough cleaning.  I was trying to settle down and get my mind on track to something other than the appointment.  I try thinking about work and what the week is going to bring and for whatever reason the word braces keeps resonating in my head.  The thought for whatever reason makes me think back to college, when my roommate came back from Christmas break sporting a nice mouth full of metal.  I remember thinking how brave it was for her to go through with it in college but never really thought much into it.  I mean I also never went through the experience myself so never truly knew anything about the process other than how they looked.  I could remember though how it almost was always the first thing somebody would say when they first met her.  I almost seem to remember them being a hit amongst a bunch of us but never put a lot of thought into it.  I could also remember her coming back from the bathroom at night and reaching into her nightstand pulling out a metal bar and having to slide it deep into the back of her mouth only to have it protruding all through the front of her face and strapping it back.  She never really wore it other than as soon as she went into bed, and the second she got out.  I too had never really questioned what it was and nor did I particularity have such an interest.  The image of her and how she looked though kept coming back to me whenever the word braces was mentioned.  I couldn’t explain it and was unclear if it was more of curiosity or thankfulness to never have to endure that.  It stayed in my head no matter how hard I tried to shake it.  Little did I know was that the hygienist was giving me a light shake to wake me up from my day dream.  She said everything looked good and look forward to seeing me in 6 months.  She smiled and said I was free to go and walked out of the room.  I went to the front desk to check and schedule my next appointment.  The receptionist scheduled a day and asked if I had the referral.  I agreed and she said she called over and gave them a heads up of my arrival.  She stated they have plenty of availability this week and said to call if I had any questions.  I left the office and tried to figure out if this was going to be one of the best, or potentially worst weeks of my young life.

Splendid start! Heheh, looking forward to seeing what this girl gets!

Chapter 4.

I walked into the office and situated myself at my desk opening up my laptop and looking at the schedule for the day.  I wasn’t there shortly before Joe walked by greeting me Good Morning while walking into his office.  I saw on the calendar a meeting scheduled in a half hour.  I got up and met with Joe to discuss any last minute things he needed for the meeting to which he declined.  He just smiled and said well you look awfully dressed up for a Monday.  I didn’t think it was much other than a dress, some short heels and a cute top.  I departed his office and sat back down ay my desk trying to get a few emails off.  His meeting partners slowly started showing up and greeted them with a big hello and a smile while I escorted them into the meeting room off of his office.  I began to find myself staring off in front of me taking in again all the thoughts from this morning. I couldn’t help but always going back to thinking about my roommate and what she went through and the effects.  All I remember now is how amazing her smile was.  I reached for my phone and tried looking through some old pictures to see if there were any with her sporting her shiny smile.  After about 10 minutes I finally found a picture from the two of us out one night.  The night vaguely came back to me but I remember us going out for some drinks after the college football game which let to us taking some big smiley late night pictures.  I pulled the picture up on my laptop and tried to examine what exactly was going on in her mouth. I didn’t know much about anything orthodontic related but what I could easily see was what seemed to be a big bulky chunk of metal, glued to each one of her teeth.  Attaching all those pieces of metal was a think wire tying everything together and two thick rubber bands keeping what seemed to be her mouth closed.  I sat there starring at the picture not even realizing that I was running my finger all across my teeth.  I could feel my face heating up and starting to blush as a tingle began between my legs.  I was flushed and couldn’t believe what was going on.  I immediately stopped and tried to compose myself knowing the meeting would be wrapping up soon. I minimized the picture knowing deep down that I wanted to further examine it at a later time.  Like clockwork the meeting ended and they all seemed to make an abrupt departure.  I checked in with Joe to see how it went and if there was anything he needed to which he further declined.  I left his office, grabbed the card the dentist gave me and my phone and headed for the hallway.

I called up and scheduled a consultation for the first available time.  They had an opening early Wednesday afternoon.  I took it and ran back to check the schedule to see if I could get a longer lunch break due to the timing.  The day looked pretty clear so I figured I’d run it by Joe and hopefully be in the clear.  The rest of the day I focused on work and trying to do anything possible to keep my mind on work and not let it drift off again. The day came and went and I began packing up my things when Joe emerged from his office and asked if I wanted to grab a drink to discuss some work propositions.  I obliged and figured anything to keep my mind straight right now would only be doing me a favor.  We stopped at a place down the street from the office which had a nice upbeat vibe and some great music.  We sat down at the bar and made some small talk learning a bit more about each other and our past.  The evening went well and we were really able to connect and get on the same page with a lot of things.  This was the first time we really had a one on one outside of the office which I think helped break the ice a bit since we basically were attached at the hip during work hours.  Where he went, I went too bringing all his supplies, notepads, schedules.  The job almost required us to be in tune with each others lives and help understand how each of us operated.  Things were winding down and we were a few drinks deep where I figured what better time than now to ask for an extended lunch on Wednesday.  I asked if I could potentially have an extended lunch due to a dental appointment that I couldn’t squeeze in any other time.  He didn’t have a worry with it but made sure I was still onboard to sit down for our meeting later that afternoon due to a big meeting on Thursday.  We wrapped it up and I was gonna head for home when I could feel my mind automatically drift back to the idea of braces.  I tried to keep it together and was able to say my goodbye ultimately making my way home to where I might be able to just let me mind go and see what goes on.  I get home and drop my bags making my way to the bedroom to get out of my work clothes and put on something a little more comfortable. I make my way to the kitchen, heat up some leftovers and pour myself a glass of wine.  I plop down on the couch reaching for my laptop by my side.  That one image is swirling in my head.  I open my computer, bring up the minimized picture and there it is again.  My roommate and I after a long night, smiling wide with her teeth just glistening from all the metal.  Immediately I could feel myself getting warm and getting some strong mixed emotions.  I can’t help but think about what it was like for her.  Was it painful? What made her get them? Did she enjoy them? Does she regret them? All these thoughts swirling through my head as I stare at the picture and once again find my finger running back over my teeth.  Now I am wondering what it would be like to have all that on my teeth? What would it be like to run my tongue with all the metal she had on my teeth? All these thoughts running through my head yet I knew absolutely nothing about them.  I never had to endure having them so honestly had no idea what to expect.  The only thing I did know was how they looked and that was the one thing that truly terrified me.  The possible look of them on me weighed heavy having just started a new job and what they would all think.  I mean I meet with tons of people every day and need to portray myself as a mature smart adult and would this have an effect on all that.  Now my focus is on all the negatives and thinking, my teeth to me and everybody else have always been perfect.  Do I really wanna change that?  My mind swirled all night ultimately drifting myself to sleep.  A mentally exhausting day was coming to a close and hopefully getting all the thoughts out of my system and onto a clear mind.

Chapter 5.

Tuesday came around and what seemed to already be a long and mentally exhausting week.  I was going to try and keep a clear mind all day and stay focused on work and getting through.  I left my apartment and headed off stopping next door to grab a cup of coffee and the small family owned shop next door.  I reach the counter and order a large coffee with a pastry from the nice girl.  She balks my order out loud and turns to me saying, that will be $4.50 while giving me a big smile revealing that she too had a full set of braces that were impossible to miss.  I couldn’t help but stare and caught myself quickly.  I said I’m sorry and that I liked her smile.  She chuckled and said thanks, I don’t get that too often.  I smiled and chuckled while saying that might be me soon so I couldn’t help but stare and re-emphasized my apologies. She handed me my coffee and pastry smiling again and saying don’t worry, we can be twins.  My own idea of keeping a clear mind had already gone out the window.  Who was I kidding, in that moment I couldn’t help but wonder what it was like for my teeth to be on the receiving end.  I don’t know what it was but I could not get that thought out of my head.  I mean of all things, here’s a girl starting off a brand new job in a brand new place, almost dreaming of the idea of having my mouth fully encased in metal.  But why? Why am I thinking about this when I haven’t remotely had any similar ideas in my life.  I couldn’t fathom it as i walked into the office and again made my way back down to my desk.  I settle in and open my laptop immediately having it open to that very picture. I had to close it down and get my mind off the idea.  As the day progressed I was successful at trying to keep a clear mind.  The day went on as planned and I was getting ready to wrap up for the day.  Joe was leaving and confirmed my longer lunch break was tomorrow.  I agreed and smiled a cheesy big smile back to which he chuckled and said have a nice night. I made my way home and did my usual evening routine.  Change out of my work clothes, figure out something for dinner, and work my way to the couch.  I sat there and almost didn’t have an appetite just thinking about tomorrow.  I had no idea what to expect.  What were they going to say? How long and how involved would this be? Should I text my roommate and ask her what she thought or is that just weird.  I was on an emotional roller coaster over something that many might see as so juvenile but was turning out to have a serious effect on me. I pulled out my laptop and tried doing a little research on the internet.  What they look like? What types they have? How long does it take? I stumble across a blogger begging to discuss her journey to fix her smile.  I open the link and begin reading, realizing that she too is very optimistic for the process.  I get too the bottom and see a small thumbnail picture of her and say to myself wow she looks kinda like me.  I click the link to move to her next post in her braces chronicle.  On display comes a video with the process of her getting them on.  I also then realize I know nothing of how they even get all of those things on each tooth.  I open the video and seems to be a fairly straightforward but long process.  It skips towards the end where I could see her smile revealing the finish product. immediately I turned beat red and could begin feeling myself almost getting weak and tingly.  I knew that was enough for me for the night and made my way to the bedroom. I laid in bed still feeling weak and thinking to myself. Thats going to be me. I want to be that girl with braces.

Great next chapter. Really interested in how Sam will look like with a full set of braces and how your emotions will be as a brace face