Chapter Four
Down beneath them, all four girls were becoming suspicious.
"Yeah, I definitely heard talking," stated Sarah.
"Waaaaiiiit a second," said Destiny, looking up through the air vents. She saw a helmet and whispered to her friends, pointing at it.
Katie pulled Carlos back just in time, but in the process, he dropped his helmet, right where the girls could see it.
"Idiot!" Katie exclaimed, hitting him on the back of the head.
"Sorry!" Carlos exclaimed, a little too loudly.
"Sounds like one of those boys that we met earlier," said Max, "I think it's the boy with the helmet. Carlos, right?" BTR and Katie tensed up.
"Well, whatever. Why don't we just go? It was probably just the wind or something," said Destiny. Everyone in the air ducts breathed a small sigh of relief. After a while, they decided to get out, so one by one, they crawled out of the air vents.
"Man, I thought they were gonna catch us!" exclaimed Carlos.
"Yeah, me too. Carlos, why did you tell them we were Big Time Rush?" questioned James.
"'Cause I always blurt things out. You know that," replied Carlos. "Wait, WHERE'S MY HELMET?"
"Carlos," sighed Logan.
"WHAT?"
"It's on your head."
"Oh. I knew that."
Girls POV, in 2M
"I still think those boys were spying on us," stated Max.
"Yeah, me too," added Sarah, Natalie, and Destiny.
"Wait, why don't we just go out and check?" suggested Natalie.
"We can't, we have to try out for a producer named Hawk, remember?" said Destiny, looking at her wrist watch.
"Right…everyone get ready! We have to go in 15 minutes!" exclaimed Sarah. They all rushed to their own rooms and quickly got dressed.
Kendall, James, Carlos, Logan, and Katie were all leaning against the wall of 2M, listening to the girls talking.
"They're trying out for Hawk!" hissed James.
Logan rolled his eyes. "We know that, James. We're listening too!"
"Just let them go. We can't force them into not going," commanded Kendall.
The others nodded, and they walked away.
"But," Kendall said, turning around to face the other four, "we can watch them try out."
In a large, dimly lit room, the man and woman (you know, the ones that were talking to each other before) were arguing.
"Don't do it!" exclaimed the woman.
"I will do it, no matter what!" replied the man, his voice echoing in the nearly empty room. "They should have turned into little boys by now."
"Yes, but then if you do it, they might find out who you are! We need to be safe."
"But it is safe," the man protested.
"Oh, really? Putting 'caw-caw' at the end's safe?"
The man sighed. "Fine, if I erase the 'caw-caw', can I send it?"
"Yes."
The man mumbled under his breath, "Assistants are so stubborn these days."
"I heard that!"
"Sorry, mother. You do know I can fire you, right?"
The woman put her hands on her hips. "Yes, but I'm the one who comes up with the evil plans, correct?"
The man sighed and walked out of the room. His assistant always won.
Later That Day…
At Hawk's Audition
"You four are next," said a lady with a British accent, looking at the four girls.
"Great," said Destiny sarcastically.
"Remember," reminded Maxine, "we're singing Paralyzed."
"Guys, remember, this is a once in a lifetime opportunity, so if you blow it, I'll kill you!" joked Sarah.
"Nice pep talk," laughed Destiny.
"Next up: Sarah Morrow, Maxine Simpson, Natalie Porter, and Destiny Anderson!" boomed the voice on the speaker. The girls walked on stage and walked over to their spots. They all grabbed their mics and started singing.
You, you walked into the room
On a Friday afternoon
That's when I saw you for the first time
And I was paralyzed
Time stopped ticking,
My hands keep shaking
And you don't even know that
I try to speak, but girl you got me tongue-tied
I try to breathe but I'm
F-f-f-frozen inside
I try to move but I'm stuck in my shoes
You got me paralyzed, paralyzed, p-p-p-paralyzed
I see you walking, but all you do is pass me by
Can't even talk, cause words don't even come to my mind
I try to move but I'm stuck in my shoes
You got me paralyzed, paralyzed, p-p-p-paralyzed
"Bravo, bravo," said Hawk, clapping. "I'll call you four later to see if you are my next band."
"Thanks so much!" exclaimed the girls. They walked off the stage, smiling.
"They're good," said Katie. She and the boys were watching the girls sing in the audience.
"Carlos!" exclaimed James.
"What did I do this time?" asked Carlos innocently.
"You scared away four girls that can sing!" replied James, shaking his head. "That's a new low for you."
"Oh, it's on," Carlos growled.
"Whoa, whoa, whoa," said Kendall, Logan, and Katie, holding James and Carlos back.
"Do not even try to fight," said Katie. "It's gonna attract attention, something we don't need."
"Why don't we go? The girls are done singing, anyways," suggested Kendall. The others agreed and the five of them silently walked out of the building.
In 2M, Girls' Apartment
Sarah was sitting on the couch, watching TV. "Hey Destiny, when's your uncle's friend gonna get here? We're supposed to have a legal guardian, cause we're still 11…"
Destiny shrugged, as she threw her sock ball through the homemade basketball hoop. "Dunno. He was supposed to come over an hour ago. I don't even know him that well, too. All I know is that his name's Arthur Griffin or something like that. He's supposed to be the CEO of something."
Max snickered. "Uncle's friend, is that the closest relative they could find?"
Destiny laughed. "Yeah. That Griffin guy, or my uncle's friend's sister's aunt's cousin's husband's little sister's ex-boyfriend's girlfriend's dad."
After a short silence, all four burst out laughing.
"Why don't we go out to the pool?" suggested Natalie, as they stopped giggling. They all ran into their rooms to change (again).
In 2J, Katie and BTR
"Guys, come over here!" exclaimed Carlos. "Look!"
Everyone crowded around Carlos, and saw a note. It read:
Dear Boys and Katie,
I'm really sorry I didn't tell you before, but my close friend from high school, Arielle Causas, passed away. She was killed due to cancer. I bought a plane ticket and am going to her funeral in Puerto Rico, where she was born, and am staying there for a week or two. I hope you five understand.
Love,
Mrs. Knight
"Who's Arielle?" asked Katie, looking at Kendall.
"For once, I don't know," replied her brother, honestly.
"Look on the bright side, we don't have to worry about her freaking out about five 11-year olds in her apartment!" exclaimed James.
Katie rolled her eyes. "Once again, James, not the point!"
Before the two could start bickering, there was a knock on the door.
"I'll get it!" exclaimed Logan. He opened the door, but there was no one there. The only thing he found…
Was a note.
OK, hopefully you guys know who the 'man' and 'woman' are now...