Chapter 1Sunlight crackled where it hit the roof of the studio and reflected off, blinding anyone unfortunate enough not to be wearing sunglasses. Sam Coles was. The summer brilliance of Los Angeles was a lot different than Ohio’s, and if he didn’t want to have a headache by the time he reached the studio lot, he put his sunglasses on as soon as he set foot out of his small bungalow. More than one newsrag had noticed them, commenting that he was shying away from his rising celebrity. Those articles made Sam laugh. He guessed it didn’t sell enough magazines to report one of the newest teenage heartthrobs had light-sensitive eyes.
No headache today. There was even a bounce in his step. As he headed for the soundstage, he sang “Sh-Boom” under his breath, stuck in the catchy melody after hear
