Secret Powers

Chapter 3

It didn't take long for Cindy to take care of the business that was asked of her from the mayor. Though she wasn't always called, the crimes that she was allowed to be involved in were slowly increasing. Why were the villains coming out of the dark so much that month? It was normally a decently quiet town, but lately, no one would say that. Even though the crimes weren't all as bad as killings or even kidnappings, some were just incredibly good thieves.
"How was work?" Aunt Clara questioned as Cindy got back into the car right after she pin-pointed the criminal. "Nothing you couldn't handle I persume." She added with a smile.
"Naturally." Cindy retorted with a chuckle. "Those police officers have nothing on this, in fact they look like fools next to the mighty me." Cindy said sarcastically as she thought back to the sight that she had seen when she declared who the crook was. All were amazed at the insight she had.
"Don't get too cocky now." Her aunt reached over and rubbed Cindy's head. "The last thing I want is you to get in trouble cause you didn't have your guard up."
"My guard is always up aunt." She huffed as she crossed her arms. "No one can get to me, I am the lone ranger with so many mysteries that not even my family knows about them." Cindy chortled happily and Clara joined in on the mockery.
"Yes, yes." The aunt nodded as she drove. "My little long ranger who, I hope, has found some friends?" She leaned closer to Cindy. "Hmm?" She was nudging Cindy's elbow with her's awaiting a response.
"Not really." Cindy tried not to sound sad, but she couldn't lie about her school. "There are... A lot of people who I don't think I'll get along with, especially the boss leader."
"What's wrong with him?" Clara inquired as they pulled up to the house. "Is he ugly? Doesn't follow the rules like you and that makes you think he's intolerable?"
"Intolerable?" She got out of the car and spoke over the roof of the vehicle. "More like intense. That guys got all the others wrapped around his finger. He could probably kill someone if he wanted and they would vouch for him."
"Wow!" Her aunt grinned walking to unlock the front door. "He's got to have good fighting skills to have a group of boys idolize him. What's his name?"
"Bru-no." Cindy replied slowly. "Why? What are you planning?"
"Absolutely nothing." Clara snickered menacingly walking into the house. "When does he usually leave school?"
Cindy stopped in her tracks and glared at her aunt. "I'm not tell you such things. You are forbidden from entering my school." She crossed her arms. "No, you're forbidden from going a hundred feet from the front entrance."
"Harsh!" Clara placed her hand over her heart. "You don't trust that I'll be a good aunt and not embarrass you?"
"No, I don't." Cindy said sternly. "Your just a bundle of embarrassment for me. Everything you do is embarrassing. Now promise you won't come a hundred feet of the entrance."
"Fine, fine." Clara rolled her eyes. "I promise, but I still think you shouldn't talk about me that way. I'm not 'that' embarrassing."
"Aunt Clara," Cindy retorted. "You are that embarrassing. You're like that mother who makes kids not what to invite friends over."
They both stood silent as they thought about the word, 'mother'. Clara wasn't Cindy's mom and they both knew that.
"Isn't it time to make Dinner?" Clara asked trying to easy the awkward tension. "Why don't you help this time around?"
"Can't." Cindy pointed to the stairs leading to her room. "I've got homework. My teacher is obsessed with the ways a teacher should act, and now that there is someone that actually listens to him, he has released his teaching ability right on top of me." She sighed. "I'll go work on it. Call me when dinner is on the table."
"Fine." Moaned Clara. "I'll do all the work, again!" She shouted as Cindy laughed, heading to her bedroom.
"Mother, huh?" She placed the school books on her desk. "What would it be like?" She thought back at the scene she had just had. "Just like now." She giggled a little before starting on her homework.