Branch is fifteen.
If there's one thing about Branch that he knows about himself, it's that he almost hates the eleven-year-old Troll Princess. (Yes, he does know that hating or even the word "hate" is a big offense to troll village, but what they don't know won't hurt them)
Not only is she super annoyingly positive and optimistic, but she also takes joy in purposely irritating him.
You see, to most trolls, Poppy is a saint. After all, she is always positive, she loves to help everyone, and she goes over to the daycare twice a week to help out with the children.
But she is also careless, far too blind of the bad in the world, and not to mention, just generally annoying.
So yes, Branch has a very big distaste for Poppy. He may even hate her. But why does he find himself thinking about her often?
He doesn't think about her looks because honestly, she isn't beautiful. (Okay fine, if he was being honest with himself, he would have to admit that she's cute…. really cute)
Not even Branch knows what about Poppy makes him think of her. He just does. Don't get him wrong, he highly dislikes how she's so freaking positive, always seeing the best in trolls, and always singing and dancing. Doesn't she know the world isn't all cupcakes and rainbows?
Apparently not.
And again, she's always getting on his nerves and he's 99.9% sure she takes joy in doing so.
So hate or love?
Hate.
A/N I'm trying to get back into fanfiction. I feel bad for my many unfinished stories. I will finish them just like I'll finish this. I've been working on it for the a while. If you like RotG, feel free to read some of my stories. Until next week guys :D