Cooking with fire

I remember it like it was yesterday, that day always haunted me. I was nine so was she, she was short for her age barley could reach the stove. Her name was Kat (cat), we were face to face in chopped... the cooking show. We were the last two, the final round, she didn't talk at all everyone thought she was mute. "Your going down, well if you could go down any further." I said looking down at her, she wasn't that much shorter than me thou... "I'm not that much shorter than you. And plus once this is over I'll be the one looking down on you." She said, her voice was quiet but it packed a lot of confidence. We got oranges, mint, cookies and monkey bread. Once the time was up she made a mint cookie ice cream and monkey bread covered orange peels and she won. "I told you I would win." She said looking at the tray. "I'm sorry." She whispered. I trumped off and took one glance back to the sad girl. I remember she was from Ohio, so years later I called the Chopped people and managed to get her information. I will beat her!