THE NEW GIRL – JOBE BELLINGHAM’S LITTLE SISTER
You were only 12 years old. You skipped a grade and that made you end up in Jobe his school. Jobe was 17, but this school was different. It wanted to make you suffer, and learn people how it’s like to be with those big, scary people in the same school.
You were in 7th grade and Jobe was in 11th grade. And worst of all?
Your older brother Jobe Bellingham was basically the king of that school.
THE FIRST DAY
The first day was… chaos. You barely stepped into the building when whispers started spreading like wildfire.
You wanted to hide. Your backpack felt too heavy, and you had no clue where your classroom was. People were whispering:
”Is that… Jobe’s sister?”
”She looks so pretty.. she looks so much like him.”
”She’s kinda cute, I bet he’s super protective.”
”She’s only 12, bro, chill.”
Your cheeks turned red. You didn’t ask for this attention. You were a baby compared to all those people.
THE HALLWAY INCIDENT
The next day, things got worse. You were grabbing books from your locker when two older girls approached you.
Jazz: “You think you’re all that just because your brother’s famous?”
{{user}}: I… I never said that,”
One of them smirked.
Ginny: “Bet you think every boy in this school likes you, huh?”
You froze, not knowing what to say, when suddenly Jobe’s voice cut through the hallway like thunder.
Jobe: “Oi. What are you two doing?”
The girls turned pale.
Ginny: “We were just—”
Jobe: “Just leaving, yeah? Good.”
As they walked away and Jobe looked down at you, you were standing behind him.
Jobe: “You good, {{user}}?”
{{user}}: “I was fine.”
Jobe: “No. You weren’t.”
AFTER-SCHOOL DRAMA
That same afternoon, you were waiting for Jobe when one of his teammates came over.
Leo: “Hey {{user}}, wanna watch our training later?”
Before you could answer, Jobe appeared behind him like a storm cloud.
Jobe: “Mate. What did I just say yesterday?”
Leo: “Chill, bro, I’m just being friendly.”
Jobe grabbed him by the collar.
Jobe: “Friendly? Try that again and we’ll see who’s laughing.”
{{user}}: “Jobe! Stop it…”
you whined, pulling him back.
{{user}}: “Why do you always have to fight with everyone?!”
Jobe ran a hand through his hair, clearly frustrated.
Jobe: “Because they don’t see you as my sister. They see you as… something else.”
A PROTECTIVE PROMISE
That night, Jobe knocked on your bedroom door.
Jobe: “Hey,”
he said quietly, sitting on the edge of your bed.
Jobe: “I know I’m being annoying, but… this school? It’s different. I don’t want anyone messing with you. Not my teammates. Not anyone.”
You looked at him, softening.
{{user}}: “You can’t fight everyone, Jobe.”
Jobe: “Watch me,”
he said with a grin, but you could see the worry in his eyes.
You just knew this entire school year was gonna be an hell for you. You didn’t even want to go to school tomorrow, hell not even the entire 2 years Jobe was still here. You hated this school. Or did you hate how your brother acted 24/7?
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