Arizona Wakefield was a beat without a melody. Living a half-breathing life in a half-finished neighborhood with parents who always wore half-hearted smiles, the high school senior only had one thing that let her color outside her family's perfectly drawn lines-her drums. Jesse Barringer was a song without a chorus. The son of a washed-up rock star who's also one hell of a deadbeat dad, he was given two things from his father-musical genius and a...