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Prologue:

In the spotlight

Natalia's P.O.V

"Last concert of the tour," Trinity sighed happily leaning back against the couch, her blond hair in wild disarray from the leather couch. The rest of my band mates and I rolled our eyes, I tossed a pillow at her face smacking her upside the head, "We still need to go sign autographs and meet fans Trini," I smirked. She stood up and sighed standing up, her bubble gum pink t-shirt, denim shorts that went down to her mid-thigh with knee high socks with a pink strip along with pink converse. Her hair was in two pigtails making her look like an innocent Avril Lavigne, we all had different styles; I was 'sassy' and edgy, Trinity was a girly girl with a 'punk' style as well, Tori was sassy and girly, and Carly was sporty so we all were dressed differently by choice and enjoyed it. "Can't we do that tomorrow?" she whined.

I dusted off my black cropped leather jacket with a white t-shirt with the words 'J'ai t'aime' in French with red cursive letters. Dark wash jeans and black heeled boots that went up to my knees, "Not unless we want a riot"

Tori wearing a pair of bright turquoise jeans, a tan blouse, and a pair of neutral flats smirked "I could have a riot; those guys that jumped into our tour bus with a volleyball dive were cute!" She smiled. Carly scoffed, she was wearing dark wash jeans like I was with a black t-shirt and a red letterman jacket with her hair in a high pony tail. "They climbed our tour bus! We had to help them onto the bus because they were screaming like little girls after they dove off the street and hanging off our bus." I laughed remembering seeing guys about our age like fifteen jumping to make a leap inside the tour bus. Two guys made it half way inside the window of our tour bus but were panicking because they were 'going to slip' off and get hit by a car, we pulled them up and dropped them off as soon as we stopped. They tried to flirt but Carly and I were giggling like crazy feigning their screams that weren't that much different from ours.

"Let's just go," I smiled as we walked outside, there was a big line of people waiting with our band name 'Enigma' written on their arms or foreheads even, posters, or the just plain neutral fans with a CD, they all cheered as we sat down.

A girl about seven years old was first, she had a backstage pass hanging off her neck and she was beaming at us. "Hi sweetie, what's your name?" Tori spoke up first. The little girl spoke up shyly "Sophie." Awwwwww, "That's a pretty name." She said signing the t-shirt and passing it in a straight line towards me as I signed it and passed it on. "Can we get a picture?" her mother asked us. "Of course" we said in unison surrounding the little girl and smiling as the camera on her phone went off as Sophie and her mother walked off and we each had to separate and sign a bunch of fans stuff.

The fans were sweet and some were really funny as they talked to us, we loved our fans and overall loved talking with them. Like about three hours later we were down to the last few fans, "Thanks," A girl about Trinity's age smile and walked off. Then we were approached by a man wearing a black sweatshirt with his hood over his head, he looked about my brother's age; I felt a soft pricking against my neck and my palms go sweaty.

He put down a CD in front of us, Carly looked at me worriedly. I tapped my finger to tell her 'keep your guard up,' she nodded and signed the CD; I looked at the guy seeing something sticking out of his jeans. I recognized it immediately as he began to pull it out of his jeans and showed it to us and nearly pulled the trigger as the body guards ran to defend us but Carly flipped the table and I kicked it towards the guy making him fall over and the bullet grazing my leg. The leg burned with pain as the body guards came at the man and my friends were panicking over my leg. I tried to shake them off but them seeing blood was like they were seeing me being stabbed. "Guys, just take me to the goddamn hospital or I WILL FRICKIN' die!" I yelled as one of the backup bodyguards there was there lifted me into their arms, my eyes began to feel heavier and heavier as he ran with me in his arms and my friends following to the point I just succumbed to the darkness as I drifted into deep dark sleep.

TAS….

"Miss Suarez. Can you hear me?" I groaned, "Miss Suarez, if you can hear me tap your fingers." I moved them like the voice said, "She's responsive." I opened my eyes to have a bright flashlight shined in my eyes; I fluttered them shut once again.

"Could you please turn the light off?" I whispered, and the bright light was turned off. I moved and felt my aching body hurt even more. I looked around and saw I was in the hospital, my friends standing there around me with worried or tearful expressions on their faces. I smiled "Hey guys, I'm not dead am I?" They laughed sadly. "No, but Natalia you lost a lot of blood. Are you sure you're feeling okay?" I sat up and though my head felt like a batting cage, I nodded.

I looked at my leg feeling happy it was still intact "The bullet only grazed me right? No muscle damage or anything?" I asked flexing my sore leg "No, thankfully your leg was only grazed as you said and avoided all vital nerves." I smiled at the bandage around my lower leg, "I will prescribe you a few pain pills to take every day after your first meal. I'll have your Guardians pick them up later."

I jerked my body up "My parents? They're here?" I asked in shock. My dad was overprotective enough, if he found out I got nearly hit by a bullet then he would lock me in a bubble for all eternity. The doctor shook his head "No, they couldn't make it but your guardian Jerry Lewis made it and as did your brother Jason Suarez." I sighed Jason was just as bad if not worse than my father, he would rather lock me in Alcatraz than risk me getting shot again, and come on it was Alcatraz. The scariest prison in my vocabulary,

The doctor walked out and my brother and Jerry ran in slamming the doors shut before any of the news reporters could barge through it. "Maribel, you okay?" My older brother Jason said siting at my bedside, looking in his eyes I could see his eyes the aging; he was only sixteen and to see such old age in someone's eyes, he wasn't an old soul not even to say the least because the boy had as much mental stability as the next hormonal teenager but when it came down to it he had the words to make you question him being sixteen or a hundred and sixteen.

I rolled my eyes at my middle name; he only used it as an inconspicuous way of annoying me, he called me that for a reason being that the person I was named after was just as danger thriving as I was.

"Jason, I'm fine, don't worry." I said shaking him off me, "Don't worry?" He spat in shock,

"Don't worry?" He said, "Natalia, you fucking almost died and you don't want me to worry anymore? Bullshit Natalia! Bullshit!" Jason said turning red, I sighed. My dad would have just locked me in a bubble, Jason yells at me first. Jerry put his hand on my brother's shoulder "Jason, may I have a word with your sister?" He asked. He turned to my friends. "Alone please," He said. My friends nodded and all exited out the door, Jason rolled his eyes and growled before leaving. Jerry and I stayed in silence for a long time; till he broke the silence first with the statement I didn't want to hear,

"That's they fifth time they've tried to hurt you Maribel," he began, "I think it's time we got-

I interrupted his sentence not willing to listen to the rest of it, "Jerry. I'll be fine; I always have been fine and I don't need protection and neither do my friends," I said in anger shifting my weight of my bandaged leg, "Your parents let you do this because they knew you would be protected by me, agents and I stood by hoping you would be able to take care of yourself, but since you started this band with your friends you have nearly been kidnapped, there have been two riots, Natalia you have nearly been shot dead during a photo shoot. You and your friends need to be protected and that is final." I stood up off the bed and taking my weight off my foot. "Jerry!"

"No but's Natalia, they'll be here tomorrow. You're parents have agreed,"

"You told them?"

"I told them nothing, I told them that I was finally considering getting you, Victoria, Carly, and Trinity body guards from WOOHP and they fully supported me." Jerry said, I looked at him sharply, I didn't like being babysat. I wasn't going to have a few WOOHP agents hover over us like helicopters; we had enough people doing that.

"Are we clear Natalia?"

I considered my options

Let this happen

Throw a tantrum that will probably end up with a chair being thrown out the window

We play under my circumstances

I smirked at the last option but kept an angry expression, "Fine." I said curtly. Jerry nodded and walked out the door, "Fine, but on my conditions." I told him as we walked out. He turned around, "Which are?"

"They will be around our age, maximum Jason's age; if not I will do whatever it takes to get them fired. Secondly, they can't order me around." Jerry rolled his eyes "Not like you would listen." I nodded "In return I won't extort them into doing something awful or anything." I crossed my arms, "What if you do?"

I kept my gaze on him, "Because you raised me half my life, I wouldn't do that. I'm not selfish you know, I'm mischievous and clever but that's it." I said crossing my arm which was hard since I was standing on one foot.

"Is that all?" He offered.

"Yes."

Jerry nodded "Ok, they'll be here tomorrow." My jaw dropped. "You already hired them?" Jerry gave me a knowing look, "I figured your conditions wouldn't be too demanding so I've had them hired for a while. Now rest well, I take it you will need to be well rested for your recording session tomorrow."

With that he left leaving me with the words still in my mouth, I finally pursed my lips and smirked "and he wonders where I got my mischievous nature from,"