Four Stories!

The original author of "Four Stories" has given me permission to complete and rework the passage.

KIARA 

My best friend, Ellen Foster, has just discovered the key to creating an amazing peach cobbler. The two of us have been scrambling around my kitchen, searching for recipes, tools, ingredients, the likes. But now we're both sitting at the counter, shoveling down the dessert we've created. Ellen got the bright idea to top the peach cobbler with vanilla ice cream, making everything ten times better.

"So, Kiara," Ellen says in between bites, "tell me something. About your love life."

"What love life?" I say, giggling like a school girl.

"Don't play dumb," Ellen says. She pushes a lock of silvery hair behind her ear. Her mother freaked when she'd dyed it. "Mattie said you and Damien Stephens went out. You know you're supposed to tell your best friend everything, right?"

"Right," I sigh. "But there's nothing going on. I wish there was-- believe me. I'm still tragically single."

"Good," Ellen nods in approval. She helps herself to another portion of the peach cobbler.