October 21st 1999

My name is Phoebe Kent.

I am 16 years old, live in Melbourne, Australia with my mother Del, my father Charles and my dog, Missy.

I go to Melbourne High with my best friends Katherine Henry, we all call her Kitten, her boyfriend Toby Chien and Chase.

Kitten's parents are rich. And I mean rich. The most expensive things they owned. They were the posh and snobby kind of rich but Kitten was a very down to earth girl. How Cliché.

Her mother was a little detached from the world now, since a car accident four years ago killed Kitten's younger brother Lucas. She was on a whole lot of drugs that the doctors prescribed her.

Kitten's boyfriend Toby is cool. He's asian and a total computer dude. I mean he has everything to do with computer and can do anything associated with them.

Chase on the other hand. Well, he's different.

You see, Kitten, Chase and I are adopted. Kitten and I were adopted by our parents but Chase escaped from the orphanage before anybody could adopt him. So now Chase is homeless, of sorts. I let him sleep in the treehouse in my backyard in summer because he doesn't like to intrude. But in winter he sneaks into my room and sleeps on my floor.

Chase Kitten I are best friends. Not just because of all of us all being adopted, not because of our bond, our strong link to each other, but because we are different.

All three of us are aliens.