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hey native gaians! pirate how r u all 2day? well i just 1ted 2 give u the dats on my new book as u all know (r might not..i'm not sure) is called Ginny Summit ...just 2 let u c an aspect of it, here's the first chapter:

Chapter 1
Location: Alleyway of Anorak’s warehouse

There in the midst of a cold and foggy mist, in the end of an alley stood she. She wore black tight pants with laces that interlaced each other. Her Calvin Klein boots were knee high. She wore a black leather mini-jacket with chains that hung from her waist. She wore a black striped polyester hat that held her blond crisp hair back.
On her wrist was her special detection watch that had a pager and identification code signal. She also held two black pearl earrings that had tiny cameras that identified where she was. In her pockets were gadgets like her spy rope, explosive berries, and ‘undefying’ marbles. She also wore detection shades that would detect anyone who was behind her black shades. She realigned her black licorice lipstick and smacked them in perfection.
“Now you remember the deal, right?” asked her fighting partner, Jeremiah Diddremine (or J. Diddy), from his black Mazda behind her. J. Diddy was going to stay in the car and be under surveillance, while she was going to complete the mission. They were sent on a mission by their agent to retrieve the automatic oxygen dispenser (or A. O. D.) before madman Anorak could use it to dominate the world, or whatever madmen do.
“Of course, J. Diddy,” she replied, twitching her shades. “Piece of cake.” She started strutting in an endeavoring manner down the alleyway to Anorak’s warehouse. Her hips swayed left to right diligently with pride and her chin was up. “I’m on front of the warehouse,” she informed in her pager.
She took out her spy power rope, flipped it, and pointed it to the top of the warehouse. Then in an instant, she pulled herself to the roof, with out breaking a sweat. When she reached the top and flipped onto the floor, she looked up and saw three purple ninjas coming over to strike her.
“We’ve got trouble,” she spoke into her watch. Adrenalin was already focused and building up, but she figured she’d save some of it for later and just do another option. She reached into her pocket and took two handfuls of ‘undefying’ marbles. Then she reeled them toward the ninjas. In an instant, the ninjas were slipping all throughout the roof top, trying to make an effort to keep up. She cart wheeled to one of the glass windows on the roof, and took out a cutting ray. A red beam seeped through the glass, cutting a perfect circle shape for her to wiggle into. She entered both of her legs first which landed on a hard mass, and then she pushed her torso inside. She looked at the ninjas, who were knocked out, thanks to the ‘undefying’ marbles, and popped her head inside.
“Alright. I’m in.”
“Ok,” J. Diddy’s voice came out of her watch. “Take out the D.R. scanner and look for where the vault is.”
She took out the small portable scanner, and started crawling in the tight space, while holding the scanner the right place. “I see it.”
“Now, is there any vent door or anything near it?”
She looked up and around, until she spotted something way in front. She started crawling toward it, getting a better glimpse of it as she got closer. In front of her stood a vent door. “Alright.”
She took her cutting ray out again and undid all of the screws on the corresponding corners. In an instant she found her self in a dark room full with red-laser beams all over. In the center was an iron-steel cage that held what the main idea of the mission was. It was the A.O.D. It was surrounded by green smaller but thicker beams.
“Laser beams…” she hissed into the watch.
“Okay, you know what to do. Just find a small door on the side of the wall, and turn all the knobs off.”
“No need,” she replied quickly, apparently 1 millisecond after he finished talking. Now adrenalin was heating up in her adrenal glands. Faster than you can blink, she severed herself over and under the beams like crazy. She finally reached the A.O.D., being careful not to step onto the beam that was right beneath her ankle.
Spotting a small door that was on the wall, she flashed a stupendous grin. She reached for her small make-up mirror, and placed it into three of the green laser beams that surrounded the A.O.D. They suddenly retracted against the small door and peered through it. The door fell off, but just after the three knobs inside were damaged. Now the room was laser beam free, and even the cage opened. She put a confident smirk on her face.
To see if there were any other booby traps around the A.O.D., she took her scanner and scanned around it. Seeing that there wasn’t any booby traps around it, she snatched it and carefully put it into her black knapsack (everything was black just for camouflage). Then she climbed up to the vent door (no sweat). When she was inside the vent she noticed that there was another door right besides it. Through the thin holes, she saw the alleyway which was continued from the paths she’s taken. She dove out ten feet below. She landed on her feet, making a slight clapping sound, and then she looked into her shades to see if anyone was behind her. But no one was there, not even a single speck of life.
That’s strange, she thought. Isn’t there suppose to be more security than just three purple ninjas? She just shrugged the thought away, and strode along the alleyway. She met J. Diddy in the car. He looked worried, but then he looked at her.
“You got the A.O.D?” he asked.
“Uh…yeah,” she said, pointing to her knapsack.
J. Diddy looked shocked. “Are you sure that’s it?”
“Uh…yeah,” she said again, like it was the most obvious thing in the world. “I told you this was a piece of cake.” She shrugged.
J. Diddy hesitated. “I mean, this was your first urgent mission. I was about to…”
“J. Diddy, relax,” she suggested. “Now let’s just go before anybody sees us, ok?” She lifted a brown thin eyebrow and gestured to the steering wheel.
He hesitated again, but then he shifted gears and pulled away. She put a very eager and courageous smile.
Now that was no Kim Possible. That was no Cat Woman. That was definitely no Wonder Woman. That was a 15-year old new invincible act of the 21st century. And she…was…Ginny Summit.