Odd to read a novel based on David Cassidy--I was a Donny Osmond girl myself, at least until Scott Baio came on the scene--but it works to a certain degree. The first half of the book centers on Petra as a teenaged fan, and at times it was difficult to read simply because Pearson so completely nails the angst of being a teenaged girl. The delicate nature of friendships, the desire for the attentions of the it-girl, the compulsion to fit in; it brought me right back to my own miserable young teen years. Yet I never understood the all-encompassing obsession with a star as I never truly had that. I can imagine it and I think Pearson conveys it well but it's not something I can relate to in the same way.
The second half is about Petra as a middle-aged adult who finally gets to meet her childhood idol. This section of the book I found interesting, albeit more predictable. The story ends just where you suspect it will.
All in all this is a good summer read, perfect beach material.