Shayla Tucker had always been a free spirit. The five-foot-five-inch tall, blonde-haired, blue-eyed cheerleader never seemed to have a bad day. At fourteen years old, she was the middle school cheer captain, made all A's in her honors classes, and volunteered at the animal shelter in her spare time. Shayla was kind to everyone. An only child and her parents' pride and joy. Shayla seemed nearly angelic to be around. Not a single person would have suspected what would become of Shayla just after her fifteenth birthday.