Overrated | The Voice France / MIKA & OC

0.2 - Break. Teenage Dreams

Bump into your biggest crush for no obvious reason - check.

It hits me only half an hour later. It didn't happen last time because it was too quick and I was worried about other things. But now...

Holy Mother of God, is it Mika walking beside me?

I look at him from head to toe, and he giggles, watching my reaction.

- What, it finally happens? - he asks. Jesus, he's even talking?!

- Can I... ? - I ask, raising a hand, and check if he's real. Mika patiently waits for me to get back to normal.

Then another revelation floods my brain: he is still my coach! He teaches me to sing - for real, not in my teenage dreams!

- A-alice? - Mika calls quietly, - Are you ok?

No, I'm not ok. I'm far more better!

- I've just realised how lucky I am, - I say, as always, not even trying to hide my feelings from him. And he seems to appreciate it.

- You know what I think about luck, but whatever it is, I believe you deserve it. So, we're done? Nothing to worry about? Good, - he says, and distracts me, pointing at a building in front of us, - What is this? Looks fantastic!
- Come on, I'll show you then, - I look at Melachi timidly walking next to Mika, throwing curious gazes around, and remember something, - Where's Amira? You always take them both.
- The Princess is sick, - Mika replies, - I left her with my sister in Paris.
- Oh. I hope she'll get well soon.
- She will. She's in good hands, after all... Hey, Mel, what's up? - we notice his dog has slowed down and starts pulling Mika in the other direction, - I think she's tired.
- Does it mean you're going home?
- No, I'll just send her back with one of my guys there.

Mika takes some time to get Mel to his bodyguard, whom I didn't even notice, and sends him away. I look around and soon find another well-dressed tall man following us.

- Like in a spy movie, - I comment. Penniman agrees.

- Not exactly my decision, but my management feel better when there's someone around, just in case. They're good guys, too.

***

We travel through the city and I get Mika to the most beautiful places here. He pelts me with questions, mostly about my music experience. Like he's interviewing me. I get a bit uncomfortable and ask him why does he do that, since there's no shooting scheduled in the next two months.

- Ok, if you're honest with me, I have to keep up, - he says seriously, and continues, - I'm planning the strategy for my talents ahead, just for fun. It's something I realised just recently - apparently, I really, really miss mentoring!  Never thought I would say that, but I do.

- There's no surprise, - I shrug, - You're a great mentor and you really seem to enjoy it.

- That's true, - he agrees, - I even started thinking that I'll make it my side job some day.

- Teaching the young?

- Producing their debut records.

- Oh, that would be awesome! - I exclaim, imagining how many talents this man would discover and bring to the world. He reflects my smile:

- That's what I think.

A-aand about that. Young talents and all that stuff. We walk in silence a bit, as I take my will to say:

- Mika, can I ask you something?

He doesn't suspect anything:

- Sure, what is it?