A Little Game Called Cat and Mouse

This is the first chapter to introduce the plot of the story. The girls will be introduced next chapter. Since I'm selecting four girls for the love interests/protectors of the boys, if anybody would like their OC to be on the side of the 'unknown predator' and work uncover at the school to destroy the girls plans of saving the boys, let me know and I will arrange it. OC submissions close tomorrow, so get yours in. This story will be presented in a changing POV story, much like 'Big Time Disaster (By Fish Stick Friday) and Big Time Reunion (By AbbyMasrai). And if I don't select your character to be one of the four main girls, will you still read this story?

Disclaimer: I do not own anything or anyone from Big Time Rush. I just own the plot.

Chapter One

New York, New York

Logan's POV

"Carlos, control yourself. If you keep bouncing up and down like that, you're going to break the seat." I said.

Carlos stopped bouncing and started to tap his foot. Sighing, I closed my book and set it down on the tray in front of me. "Just go back to bouncing. It's less annoying."

Instantly, Carlos returned to bouncing. I looked out the window and saw New York coming into view, something for which I was grateful for. I don't think I could take anymore of Carlos's restlessness.

Kendall, James, Carlos, and I are going to be in New York for the next several weeks. Gustavo arranged for us to perform in a bunch of Holiday concerts in the city till the New Year. After that, it was back to California to begin working on the next album.

We were in first class, along with several other business men. Word had leaked out that we were on the plane, and a couple fans had already snuck in for autographs. Right now, Kendall was signing an autograph for a little blonde eight year old.

"Here you go." Kendall said, handing back the girl's teddy bear with a smile.

The little girl squeezed the teddy bear then gave Kendall a hug before running off. Kendall looked in my direction. "What?" He asked. "Nothing." I said as I chuckled before I reopened my book, hoping to get lost in the words again.

Unfortunately, Carlos decided to hop out of his seat at the moment, spilling his chocolate milk all over my book. I heard Kendall laughing and looked in his direction. I held up my wet book for him to see. "This isn't funny!" I said. "Yes it is!" Kendall responded.

I dropped my book back onto the tray. As soon as the book hit the plastic, drops of chocolate milk flew off the book and onto my face. I wiped my face off, annoyed.

"Ladies and Gentlemen, we will be beginning our descent into New York in a few minutes. Please, at this time, return to your seats and buckle up. And thank you for riding Transit Airlines."

Carlos returned as soon as the flight attendant's message ended. As soon as I saw the open bottle of chocolate milk in his hand, I held out my hand for it. Giving me a pout, Carlos placed the bottle in his hand and climbed over me and back into his seat. Once he was buckled up, I gave him back his chocolate milk.

"I swear, if that spills on me Carlos, your so not getting a good present for Christmas." I said, crossing my arms across my chest and leaning back into my seat.

The plane tipped and began it's descent towards my home for the next several weeks.

James's POV

"New York!" I exclaimed as Kendall, Carlos, Logan and I dragged our luggage outside and waiting for the limo to take us to our hotel. "You can practically smell the famous talent!"

"I think all that hairspray has finally gone to your head." Kendall said, re-buttoning his jacket. "All I smell is hotdogs and grease."

"Welcome to New York boys." Logan said. A honk came blaring around the corner and we all flinched at the unexpected noise. Moments later, a limo pulled up and the trunk popped open. We carried our suitcase and placed it inside the trunk, then climbed into the open door waiting for us on the side of the limo.

"I don't think I could ever get tired of limos." I said as I looked around the limo. It was plain and simple, but yet being a kid from a small town, when you get to ride inside something like a limo, you never tire of them.

"Did you know that New York City has more than 26,000 people living in each square mile?" Logan said as we all gazed out the windows, taking in the foreign city. Back in Minnesota, we rarely traveled out of town. And in California, we never really got the chance to explore the city.

"Check out the tree!" Carlos said as we drove past the famous Rockefeller Christmas tree.

The drive to our hotel didn't take as long as I expect too. Bellboys unloaded our luggage out of the trunk and handed our bags to us. Kelly had checked us in ahead of time, so we were just handed our key and took the elevator up to our room.

Kendall unlocked the door to our room and we all stepped inside. And let me tell you, our hotel room must have been bigger than our apartment back at the Palm Woods.

There was two bedrooms, each with queen sizes beds. The living room had one couch and three loveseats, and a plasma screen TV. The kitchen was huge, complete with a fridge, stove, sink, and dishwasher.

"We have officially made it big time." Kendall declared. We all nodded our heads in agreement.

"I call the biggest bed!" Carlos yelled. He took off in the direction of the bedroom closest to us. I followed him into the bedroom, while Kendall and Logan took the other.

"This place is huge." Carlos said. He opened the curtain, revealing almost all of New York City. "Look at all the places we get to go!"

"Yeah, when were not performing, rehearsing, eating, sleeping, or most importantly, meeting girls." I said, heading into the bedroom's bathroom with my bag of hair products.

"True that, my friend."

They had bugged out Big Time Rush's hotel room with numerous listening devices and cameras. They had followed all his orders, and everything was going to plan.

Charles West smiled as Kendall, James, Carlos, and Logan unpacked their bags, preparing for what they thought would be the best weeks of their lives.

More like the last weeks of their lives.

Because Big Time Rush was not going back to California alive.