Introduction:
No one can understand someone perfectly. There is always going to be one part of a person that no one else knows about. Or is it that understanding someone is like a puzzle? And you're always missing the last piece. Can you really, truly understand and know someone? What about those people that hide
behind face images and faces to protect themselves from others who try to understand them? False identities, incomplete puzzles of misunderstanding are only some of the things that go on in Dayna Lynn Right's life. Can her neighbors crack the code to Dayna Lynn's mind and get inside to really understand her and complete the puzzle or will the four neighbor boys dig themselves deeper into Dayna Lynn's world of disturbing happenings and frighteningly happy and bubbly work of darkness that lies beneath?
Chapter 1
"You guys never did get to ever know the neighbor girl. It's funny, we've been living here for years now and you guys havn't gotten to even meet her." Shiela Moffatt said to her 4 step sons Clint, Scott, Bob, and Dave.
"Well we have been on tour a lot. It's hard to find time between the tours and all the recordings and the rehearsals," Clint replied.
"Yeah but still, we can try to get to know her a little." Scott said sitting down at the kitchen table.
"Get to know who?" A voice asked as the front door to the Moffatt household shut.
"Hey Steve Man!" Bob said getting up to see his friend. Steve had been the Moffatt brothers best friend for what seemed like forever. Well as long as they can remember anyway.
"So how does it feel to be home?" Steve asked the guys.
"Its great , But we feel like we are home everywhere. It's really fun traveling. You get to live life more. You get to live life to the full extent." Dave gushed.
"Really? I--" Steve was cut off by Sheila.
"Come on you guys, just go talk with her. She looks pretty nice to me." Sheila was looking out the front window, she was looking at the house across the street. It was a rather large house. A victorian house. Painted light blue with white trim.
"Talk with who?" Steve asked walking over to the window Sheila was looking out. They guys all got up and followed.
"Frank said she's lived here since you guys have. Don't you thinks it's about time you talk to her?" Sheila urged. "Her names Dayna Lynn, I think."
Steve gasped.
"What? Whats the matter?" Scott, Clint, Dave, and Bob all asked at the same time.
"Dayna? You want them to talk to Dayna?"
"What's so bad about her?" Clint asked tookin at her from the window.
"Oh, nothing, Nothings so BAD about her. She is the sweetest girl I've ever met. Yep, she's as sweet as sugar coated candy. But she has this thing about pulling in guys. I don't know what it is that she does. The poor guys that can't help it. And, and-and she's so happy and smiley all the
time its scary!" Steve informed them.
"Well thanks for that breif documentury on Dayna Lynn but I will be going to talk to her now." Bob said walking to the door and out of the house. He started towards were Dayna Lynn was sitting in her front yard.
"Yeah, we'll stay here and wait for you to get back and tell us what she's like." Scott hollered to Bob. Bob just nodded and kept walking.
Bob was getting closer and closer to Dayna Lynn after every step. He looked at her and her surroundings, they seemed so sublime and surreal. Like something that came straght out of a child's story book. There was Dayna Lynn, sitting on a blanket, leaning up against a towering maple tree, reading a book. And the grass all around her and the blanket were perfect, dark green and everything. She looked up and saw Bob walking towards her, a smile spread across her face. She looked like a doll. Not just speaking litterly. When Bob first saw her look up he thought she was fake for a moment. She looked like a little girls' dolly. Bob couldn't help but smile back at her. Steve was right. She does have a way of pulling guys in. Maybe it was her shinning beautiful smile, her dazzling blue eyes that seemed to twinkle, her rosie cheeks, her pale complection or her spirally curly, brown hair that shone golden radience in the sun. It was something about her but Bob couldn't put his finger on it.
"Hi," Bob said stopping on the grass right infront of Dayna Lynn's blanket.
"Hi," Dayna Lynn replied shyly .
"Your name is Dayna Lynn, right?" Bob asked.
"Yeah that is my name. But you can call me Dayna or Day. And your name is?" Dayna answered.
"My name is Bob."
"Would you like to sit down?" Dayna asked flashing Bob a smile.
"Sure, that would be nice." Bob managed to get out.
Dayna had an eye lock on him the whole time. That's one thing Dayna always has done. No matter what she looks people right in the the eye when she talks to them. And Bob was loving every minute of it.
Chapter 2
"What are they doing?" Scott asked trying to see out the window.
"Bob's sitting down on the blanket next to her," Dave said excitedly.
"She's got him already. Can you believe that?! Dayna already has him hooked on her. Man is he a goner!" Steve gasped.
" What?!?! Nut uh! Already?! No way! I should be out there!" Scott complained still trying to see out of the window.
"Oh, oh! They're getting up. HHHHUUHHHH! They're going into her house!" Clint announced.
"Too bad we can't hear what they are saying. It would make it a whole lot more interesting." Scott said slyly.
"Scott that's invasion on Dayna Lynn's personal life! We can't bug her. Well we could but it just wouldn't be right!" Dave informed him.
"Yeah so? It would still be interesting don't you think?" Scott replied grinning evily. He looked at all the others. They were nodding in agreement with that same mischievous smile on their faces.
