Méditerranée

Date: 6/30/2016

I am in a classroom in college during a lesson. The teacher checks our homework to see if everyone has done the redaction we had to do; she is very severe, we all kind of fear her. But I don't today, I've done my work and I'm chatting with the friend next to me. I accidentally make her laugh at loud with a joke, and the teacher, who was then standing in front of the blackboard, turning her back at us, swiftly turns around and glares at her. We are all afraid of what is going to happen, but something really strange occurs... My friend, still shaking with laughter, just says "smile !". And all of a sudden, the woman's face relaxes and a huge, beautiful smile draws on it. We are flabbergasted, some are outraged of this special treatment when they were punished just a few minutes ago. But anyway, we don't care, we have fun. The lesson ends and before we live the classroom I have an amicable fight with a male friend. I realise the girl I made laugh earlier was in fact M., a former classmate and friend from secondary school. She bleached her hair, it is now white with lavender roots and some strands of the same color, as well as curly ends. I guess she wanted a Japanese "kawaii" look. Even if it is not my style, I find it beautiful on her, yet a little childish. She is telling the teacher a personal story about her hair, and I think she hasn't changed: she is still a bit immature and wants to draw attention on her. We leave the classroom and I follow M. as she goes downstairs. It is lunch time, I am hungry, and as I see she is not going towards the canteen I wonder what she is doing, a little irritated as I see she is still going down, to the floor no one never goes to. But I trust her and follow her to discover a brand new room I had never seen before... and it is a paradise. She led me in a beautiful and apparently rather restricted dining hall called "Méditerranée". The ground and lower part of the tiled walls are turquoise blue, and the room is filled with self-service buffets covered with delicious-looking treats in pastel colours and amazing meals... I am delighted, excited and enchanted, like if I actually ended up in Willy Wonka's chocolate factory, or in Hogwarts' main hall. I press M.'s arm to show her my enthusiasm and gratefulness, and start thinking about what delicious things I am going to eat today. I say to myself that I am going to come here everyday to taste every single dish and cake!