The children gathered around the long table. Jolie sat inbetween Belle and Mignon, her best friends. Both of their faces were white. "What if Alexa _does_ come in?" Mignon's voice was husky. "Poppycock!" Mosieur Laurent interjected. "We'll be fine, so long as we all eat our soup!" The students smiled up at him. ~~ "Beau?" whispered Jolie to her brother that night. "Beau, do you ever get tired of soup? I mean, we have it everyday..." "Sometimes, sometimes I want... steak!" Beau's eyes lit up in the darkness. "Or porkchops!" Jolie sighed. "I'd like salad every once in a while. We're lucky to have Monsieur Laurent, aren't we?" But, Beau had already drifted off to sleep. "Yeah, we are..." she answered her own question. http://ficlets.com/feed/story/9679