Heather Wells used to be a big singing star. Now she's an assistant director at a residence hall. When she's not dodging the crinkled brows and murmured, "Don't I know you from somewhere"s, she's trying to put her life back together after a much too public split from her boyfriend and the end of a sensational career. Of course, there's also that uncomfortable crush she has on her ex-boyfriend's brother -- who's currently letting her stay at his place.

Heather's job takes a turn for the interesting when she arrives at the dorm (excuse me, residence hall, as her boss constantly corrects) to find fire engines and a dead student in an elevator. The student was apparently trying elevator surfing, something more daring kids like to do. But the more she finds out about the dead student, the more concerned she becomes that the death wasn't accidental.

And Heather, being Heather, can't leave anything alone. Badgering her current crush, Cooper, into helping out, Heather investigates. She doesn't realize that doing so could put her own life in danger.

There's a true Meg Cabot tone to this book -- which makes it terrific. I like her lively writing style, the witty characters and the occasional snatch of twisted humor. (I mean, it's a little hard to get serious about the death by elevator scenario...) I really enjoyed this book and am sure anyone looking for some light, funny reading will like it, too.