BPOV

"Renee called me…" Alice trailed off.

"She did?" I asked somewhat nervous.

What could have possibly possessed Renee to address Alice over me? I realized nervously that Alice didn't even ask to dress me up today, a definite first. Edward and I sat on the couch together with Alice beside us while Jasper and Emmett played video games on the floor.

"Uh… well she was worried…"

"About what? Is she okay?" I panicked.

Edward squeezed my hand gently, "She's fine love, relax."

"Yeah Bells, chill. She was just worried about you missing a particular appointment."

"An appointment?" I asked already knowing what she was talking about before she answered.

Ever since I was five I feared the dentist and my mother had to literally force me into the chair every six months. Since I've moved to Forks she's called when my six month appointments should be inquiring if I went. I always claimed I did go but I didn't anticipate she saw through me, I most be a worse liar then I thought.

"The dentist," Alice stated smug.

"I just went in February before you came back….from when you moved…." I tensed lying through my teeth but also hating having to refer to the barren time in my life when the Cullen's left because Edward decided vampires weren't best for me to be associated with.

"No Bella you didn't, we checked all the local dentist records, you didn't go," Edward said angrily. "Since you won't take care of yourself we'll have to intervene."

"No, that's out of the question!" I yelled, "I'm NOT going."

My little outburst had Jasper and Emmett staring at me mouths gaping as their joysticks to the game lay in front of them forgotten. Alice shook her head muttering something that sounded like 'I told you so.' Then calm spread over me quickly as I glared at Jasper.

Edward let out an exasperated sigh, "Bella what's wrong with the dentist?"

"I don't see the point of that occupation. Anyway my teeth are perfectly fine," thanks to Jasper I was calm whether I liked it or not.

"You have great teeth, that's why we need to take care of them," Edward interjected.

"Why does it even matter if I'll be like you soon?" I asked.

"Bella you ARE going," he said frustrated.

"I'm not going a long with that," I said while a lump rose in my throat, remembering I last said that when he forbid me from Jake.

Emmett burst out laughing, "Bella you have a household of vampires against you, who do you really think will win?"

I gulped.

That night Edward dropped me off at my house before going on his occasional hunting trips. Usually I'd sulk and wallow in despair hen Edward was gone but tonight I needed the time to devise a plan to trick seven witty vampires. I'm pretty sure I'm face-to-face with mission impossible. Is it just me or am I hearing X Men music?

"Love did you hear me?" Edward asked breaking my revere.

"Sorry Edward, what were you saying?"

He stared at me a long moment assessing my inattentiveness then sighed looking out at my house bathed in darkness.

"I just said goodnight and I'll see you bright and early tomorrow."

"Where are we going tomorrow? Oh wait, not the dentist," I replied in a hurry.

"No, not the dentist, I'll just come back as soon as I'm done hunting."

I misread him saying 'not the dentist tomorrow' to 'not the dentist ever.'

"Thank you Edward for respecting my opinions and finally seeing it my way. I love you," I said in relief.

"Oh no Bella you're still going," he responded firmly making my relief wash away, "but you're going two weeks from now and not tomorrow. Oh and I love you too."

"Edward you are so….. Infuriating," I know it's childlike but I got up slamming his car door shut still yelling and stomping into my house.

Of course Charlie saw the fight and was waiting to pounce.

"Are you and Edward still getting married," he asked.

"Yeah we just had a disagreement," I said through gritted teeth.

"About what?" Charlie asked crossing the border of protective father into nosiness.

"Dentist," I replied bluntly.

"Ah, well kid you're on your own there. Sorry I agree with Edward," he said acting like he was in physical pain for speaking those words.

"I will hold it against you," I promised.

He chuckled then asked, "What's your problem with the dentist anyway, Bells?

"I don't know," I muttered ambling upstairs.

The truth was I did know. A long time ago when I was four, I saw my mom working out on the treadmill. I was amazed and fascinated by that machine so I wanted to try. Being me I cranked the dials to as high as they could go and once it started I knocked most of my top set of teeth on the treadmill bar bumping them up into my gums. It took a year and a half of processed blinder food and mean comments until my teeth reappeared. When my teeth reappeared almost the whole top line of them were yellow. At this time I happily went to the dentist again because last time when I knocked my teeth up in my gums he gave me a sucker but this time he had to do an extensive procedure so my permanent teeth, that would be coming soon, didn't turn yellow as well. So hey, what do you know, they forgot to numb me. I cried out in pain but they didn't listen to me because they thought the noise of the machine scared me, therefore ever since then I've been anti- dentist and I'm not going back now or EVER again. So with that parting thought I began to plan.