YA veteran Cabot (Teen Idol, 2004, etc.) bumps it up a notch with a mystery set in a residence for college freshmen.
Heather Wells used to rock the pre-pubescent set, belting out hits like “Sugar Rush” in malls all over America. Now, just shy of 30, she’s yesterday’s news. Her mom stole her savings and bolted for Europe with her agent; Cartwright Records canceled her contract; her fiancé, Jordan Cartwright, is getting it on with size-2 Tania Trace; and Heather has ballooned to the proportions of a normal American female. So she takes a job as assistant director of a residence hall at New York College, just off Washington Square, hoping to hang in past her probationary period and earn tuition benefits so she can get her degree. But hanging in is a challenge when two students are killed while elevator-surfing. Nerdy girls like Elizabeth Kellogg and Roberta Brace don’t usually get their kicks jumping between the roofs of elevator cars. But Heather can’t get NYPD Detective Canavan to look for foul play, and she doesn’t even bother airing her theory to her boss, Rachel Walcott, or Rachel’s assistant Sarah. That leaves private eye Cooper Cartwright, Jordan’s gorgeous brother, who took in Heather when his father’s record label booted her out—if only she can bring herself to level with the elusive man of her dreams.
Appealling to the kid in anyone.