Her throat made a low gurgling sound when the smell filled her nostrils. Her eyes narrowed to slits peering ahead to see the end of the line. There was no clear and decisive answer to what lay ahead. As the line inched forward her grew fear and wonderment grew. With a sudden move forward by the thin blonde boy whom she'd known for years, she saw what she dreaded most. As she held back a gasp of nausea, she accepted her fate. The school cafeteria was indeed serving meatloaf again.