Chapter 2

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Poppys POV:

Because it was such a lovely day I decided it would be perfect to go on a picnic with my friends. I invited Satin and Chenille, Biggie, DJ Suki, Branch, and Cooper but I couldn't find Smidge. I thought Biggie might know where she was.

"Biggie, do you know where Smidge is? Our picnic just wouldn't be right without her."

Biggie's eyes lit up as he held Mr. Dinkles, "Smidge won't be able to make it. She's on a date with Milton Moss." Biggie sighed "I just love love. It goes to show that anyone can fall in love!"

Anyone can fall in love? When Biggie said this I immediately thought of Branch. My face burned a bright shade of pink. Why would I think of Branch? Up until now I really had only thought of Branch as a good friend. I mean that's what we are right? Friends talk to each other. Think about each other. When they see each other they feel as though they're heart might burst but in a good way. That's what friends do, right? But then again maybe not. That's not how I feel around my other friends. So this must be something else. But what could we be if not friends?

Branchs POV:

Poppy came and invited me to join her and some friends on a picnic. I agreed but I felt like I was more on my guard than usual. It must have been because of that letter Bridget sent me. I tried to act normal or at least as normal as possible but I still worried that Poppy would see right through me. While we were waiting for Poppy to find Smidge I was still deep in my thoughts. What did Bridget mean by that? Maybe it was just a joke. I should just ignore it. I didn't notice when Poppy asked Biggie if he knew where to find Smidge. Nor did I notice his response. I only heard the last word he said. Love. That was the word that snapped me out of my trance. Without knowing the background of the conversation I blurted out, "What about love?!" I had about a million thoughts running through my head. Did they read my letter from Bridget? Do they know what she said about Poppy and I? Were they talking about us right now? It was too much for me.

Poppy turned to look my way, "Oh Branch we were just talking about-"

But it was already too late. When she turned I was gone. Without realizing it I accidentally crawled back into my shell.

Poppys POV:

Branch ran away. Maybe he just didn't want to have a picnic today? I didn't think it was likely, when Branch ran off he looked upset. I couldn't leave him like this. The others agreed to reschedule the picnic for another day. That was fine with me. I went searching for Branch. If he wanted to be left alone then there was only one place he would be. His bunker. I knocked on the grassy roof of Branch's bunker. No response. Even though he didn't respond I knew he was in there.

"Branch...I'm sorry. I didn't notice you weren't feeling well. I should have paid more attention."

Silence. "Branch you don't have to come out. I won't force you to do anything you don't want to do."

A moment later Branch opened his roof. "You can come in."

I've been in Branch's bunker several times. It still looks the same. Rows upon rows of jaws filled with survival supplies. Some traps here and there. Branch invited me to sit down on his couch. We just sat in silence for a few minutes. I wanted to give him some space to breathe if he wasn't feeling well. After a bit I broke the silence.

"Branch is something wrong? You know you can talk to me, we're friends." I noticed that Branch looked a bit uncomfortable. I grabbed his blue hands and held them in mine. "If the picnic was too much then we can have something different. Maybe with less people?"

Branch just looked at me, "It's not that. Poppy...are we just friends?"

The question caught me off guard. I felt like Branch and I were more than friends but I didn't have the word for it. The only word I could think of was, "Best Friends. We are not just friends Branch. We're best friends!"

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