Hometown Dropout

We’re so lucky… but so doomed…Cute little booties and knit caps, dramatic gender reveal parties, overdone baby showers, and foot rubs… I thought that’s what all pregnant women had to look forward to, but not me.No, not me. What do I have to look forward to? Well I’m just hoping that my crazed aunt and distant father will embrace the news, and that the paparazzi will cut me and my up-and-coming lovers some slack so they can continue to shine in their new careers and soon, fatherhood. Unfortunately, I’m not holding out much hope on any of these fronts. Just like high school, I don’t know how we’re going to keep this relationship under wraps, especially with a baby on the way. This child is going to be so lucky to have so many dads, but will Hollywood or the world see it that way?Warning: This book ends with a cliffhanger that might cause you to throw your book angrily across the room. If you are prone to wanting to break things when shocked please take this warning into consideration before reading this book. Thank you.