I got this idea from watching the disney film 'starstruck. I know that's sad but I was bored out of my mind anyway since this is my first fanfiction and I have no idea how to start this off it might be crap, but then again you might like it, I'll let you be the judge(s).

"I LOVE YOU NIKKI!" Fans screamed at the bored pop star.

Nikki, who's name was actually Natalie, was your average teenage girl. Apart from being famous and a teen idol to everyone. But she lost interest in singing since she became famous. She didn't sing for that. She sung because she used to enjoy it, it used to make her feel closer to her mum.

Nikki's mum was murdered when Nikki was only 5 years old, by Nikki's father. He stabbed her mother, after that he treated nikki differently for one he would act like he loved her one minute then shout at her the next, he'd get so angry with her that he'd hit her sometimes. He did things she didn't like, this that dad's weren't supposed to do. She was now 16 years old.

"you have 2 interviews, a concert and an advert for spot cream for today" her agent said as she ticked of a list of things to do in the day. Nikki sighed and nodded "yeah, whatever" she replied, extremely bored. She sat there in her dressing room texting her friends on her new iphone 4s. "Nikki, this is important" her agent stressed.

She sighed and looked up at her. "thank you, the interviews are at 11am and 11:30 the concert is at 3pm and the advert will be shot at 6pm" she said tapping her pen to her notebook. "great, thanks Tasha" Nikki said as she pushed her agent out of her dressing room.

"oh and another thing" Tasha said before leaving. "what?" Nikki asked tapping her foot, along with an annoying grin. "your social workers need to speak to you, something about a care home" she said before leaving and shutting the door behind her.

Nikki groaned and called her friend 'Rachel' "hey rach, no just finished the stupid concert, I can't yet I have to talk to my social workers, something about a care home, don't worry I wont let them send me to one, no way man, okay see you…. bye" she said before hanging up the phone and placing it in her jeans pocket.

If you hadn't met Nikki and didn't know anything about her being a pop star. You'd probably get the impression that she was a young prostitute. She wore short shorts, a pink tank top and brown high heel boots. Along with so much make up that her face was a couple of inches bigger. It wasn't her choice to dress like this.

Ever since she turned 16 her father said she should dress like this to get more publicity. To her dad publicity was everything.

Thank you for reading, hope you liked it