I know I didn't do any authors notes at all during this story, especially ones that asked you guys to review (sorry). Props to you for doing something nice that nobody asked you to do. It's beyond words how amazing those reviews made me feel, even if I don't know half of you.

This story has gone far from the few chapters I thought I was going to be, into the monster it is. Plus I practically started a cult at my school…seriously guys, starting to dress in black robes and doing human sacrifices is completely unnecessary.

Finally, a little boring information…the general statistics of the story, in MS Word terms.

Total page count: 28

Total word count: 10, 917

Paragraphs: 501

Lines: 974

Total amount of letters(w/o spaces): 48, 582

This is also a page to credit all the people who helped me make this story into what it has become. First and foremost, I'd like to thank Danni, who gave me quite a few plot items (okay, basically a ton of it, verging on all), and constantly prodding me to write more. I LUUUURVE YOOOOOOOOOO!

Second person is Katula, the "real father" of Andy's babies. You're a pal, Chris, what with the volunteering to screw Andy in the back of a bus, and coming up with the idea of making Jordan gay. ROTFLMAO. But, you know, I couldn't make Jon gay, I see him at school too much. So I picked Rich instead. In return, you get this, and you have to protect me when my cult tries to assassinate me for reasons told later in this note.

Third, I give MAJOR props to Jit-chan for naming Heather and Krissy, and I apologize to her the whole "scarring-her-for-life" thing.

More props to Chaos-chan, for continuing to read, even when she didn't want to and also fixing a few minor quips in the plot and grammar. And there's a shout out to my Brain whoosher…you know who you are!

Another shout out goes to…Adam, the real one. I never meant for you to read this story. You were just so much FUN to torture in fiction.

-Adam: "gentle and skilled", eh?

Me: Hey, I'm the author. I can put whatever the hell I want in there.

Adam: Hey, you got the second part true!

Me: That's more then I ever needed to know

Adam: Haha-

Thanks for not killing me Adam.

And den…and den…and den… there's a shout out to all my other rabid readers. I would have totally never gotten this done without you, especially since half of you gave me minor ideas for the plot. Yoko, Wolf, Heart, Soccergirl, Virgo (KELZ!)…Becky (DRUGS AND VODKA), Heidi (sorry you didn't get any actual lines…), Missy (wink God luck hun), Yasmeen, Rachel-baby, Rich (haha), Jon (You're welcome), Krissy (My real life DC), I heart you all.

OH! And I give hugs to those rabid readers who let me use them as characters.

Finally, I don't think I'll be doing a sequel, at least not for a while, because I've got to live up to expectations on my other story that I'm co-writing with my bro. Feel free to read that one too, even if you don't know what Xanth is. I also have an HP fic up. Yeah, feel free to read any of those. But, alas, this story must end for now. And here it is, summed up in my absolute favorite quote from my whole story.

"Girls, there are few moments in your life when you feel more feminine then the split second after you take your drum harness off, and when you have a baby..."

Ryoa