The jewels were in my arms. I stuffed them all into my backpack and headed to the nearest exit of the rich lady's home.

"Stop there," someone commanded. I turned to see a boy my age. He was holding a pistol and was wearing an officer's uniform. Newbie, huh? "I might be the rookie of the force, but I caught you, Miss Masquerade. Don't try anything funny. I will shoot if I need to."

I slowly walked up to him with a smile, while keeping my white mask on. This is just the time to practice my improv skills...

"I guess you did catch me," I said, standing dangerously close to him.

"He looked at me in shock as I placed one hand behind his neck.

"What are you doing?" he asked me in a whisper.

I leaned in close to him. While he was distracted, I quickly turned on the safety on his gun with my free hand and grab his handcuffs as a bonus. My head automatically whirled around before anything really happened. Then I let go and paced backwards, towards the door

"Got'cha!" I said with triumph. "My acting's great, isn't it?"

"Their officers are no match for me and my great performances. To make sure I did right, I looked back to see him try to fire his weapon.

"Check the safety, officer," I said, firing a finger gun at him while giving him a wink.

I'm sure he turned red for a few seconds before actually doing as I told him. So to make certain I did not get caught, I ran.

"Come back here, thief!" I heard an older policeman shout, while dealing with a panicking rich lady that kept getting in his way. "Close the gates!"

The younger officer ran out when I got closer to the closing doors. By the time I arrived at the gates, they were almost shut. As a solution, I cartwheeled through the tight squeeze. They closed behind me. As I passed through the forest, I waved to my chasers.

"Bye!" I shouted, while blowing them a kiss.

At a market I visited a lot, I exchanged my 'prizes' to one of the two people who knew my real identity. He was a middle-aged, baker, farmer, builder, and the owner of this shop. He wasn't greedy, but he could take money. After all, he needed to buy supplies for things I asked for. You might say he's my accomplice/partner in apparent 'crime'.

"I'll take the usual," I said, laying out two-thirds of the stolen jewels onto the counter.

"Like old times, the modern day Robin Hood prevails," John said. That's what most people call Miss Masquerade (a.k.a. Me). Another Robin Hood, but this time, female. "You are just as the hero himself."

"John, remember this crucial fact. This girl won't be murdered like the first guy," I said with a sly smile.

He returned the smile. John replaced his payment with a basket of bread, cheese, fruits, and vegetables. I grinned at how much stuff there was.

"Thank you. I bid you a good night," I called at the exit.

Then I ran through the dark to my next stop before home.