A Whole New World
"Ms. Leela, please keep your head up...Ms. Leela?" Mr. Guild asked
the sleeping high-schooled scholar. Toronga Leela sat in her desk, sleeping during
her social studies class. Toronga was dreaming away as the teacher was explaining
how the world had almost blown up in the year 2030.
Toronga's mind was elsewhere, dreaming of the boy with a red jacket and red
hair. This was her only friend at the time, with the exception that it was only
a dream, he still was her friend. She had other friends, but they only talked
to her and never did anything with her. The dream went on as both of them walked
through her dream world, talking and sharing thoughts. Toronga did not know his
name or where he had come from; it was vice versa with her. She herself did not
know where she had come from, but it comforted her that she could have someone,
even though only a dream, to talk to and share her thoughts and even some of her
BAM! A book slammed on her desk. She awoke with a fright and looked around
frantically to see that one of her classmates had awoken her to tell her that
class was out and it was time to go home. She nodded and gathered her belongings.
She walked out the building and as she looked to her right, people were staring
at her. And if she looked to her left, people were taunting her and calling her
a "one-eye." She hoped that she would soon get to her foster parents'
Soon she would be able to count her self-esteem to see how low it was today.
To see how long she could sleep until the next day of humiliation and embarrassment.
The next day of pain and torture. The next day of out casting and exclusion. But
there was one who was as weird as herself and always excepting her-him.
She got off the bus and hurried off to her room. She was sharing a room with
a boy her age that was never there. She liked that she could have that kind of
privacy, so she wouldn't have to tell anyone what she was doing or have anyone
tell her what an outcast she was. She threw her books into a corner and plopped
down on her bed, stuffing her face into the pillow. She started to cry, sobbing
as loud as she could. "Why me? Why do I have to be the outcast? Why do I
always have to be the different one? Why, God, why?" she cried out loud.
It had been an hour and she had cried herself to sleep. She was waiting in
the endless field and was waiting for him. She was waiting for the red-headed
boy with a red jacket. He came walking up after a few minute and greeted her.
"Hey, whatcha been up to?" he asked, a little confused.
"Oh, nothing really, just another day of...frustration," she said,
a little depressed. "What have you been doing?"
"Same here. I've been wondering around a little bit and I found something
amazing!" he said, excited. "You really gotta come and see it."
"Wait, before we go, I have something to ask you," she said, looking
down at her feet, feeling a little embarrassed.
"Sure, what?" he said and looked into her eye.
"What is your name?" she said, looking up into his eyes.
"It's.Phillip. Phillip J. Fry. But you can call me Fry," he said,
a little bit shocked at himself at making a nickname for himself. "And.what's
"Toronga Leela. But all of my...uh...acquaintances call me Leela,"
she said, feeling stupid that she stated that she only had "acquaintances"
instead of friends.
"I like that name...Leela...it's so different," he said thinking
"Okay then, Fry, let's go see what you wanted me to see," she smiled
and walked with him.
They had walked for awhile and came across some oddly looking mountains.
"Weird, and I thought these fields never ended," she said, looking
up at the mountains.
"They're beautiful, huh?" he asked in wonderment.
They walked on until they were at the foot of the mountain, facing a small
cave. Leela took a peek inside the cave and started to breathe hard.
"What's wrong? What'd ya see?" Fry asked her, concerned.
"I...I...I...I don't know...I feel so...so odd," she said as she
started to feel dizzy.
"Do you need to sit down?" he asked her again.
"No...it's just..." she wobbled around and started to fall.
Fry caught her as she fell. She moaned and passed out in his arms. She was
sweating and had started to run fever. He had to find a way to get her out of