I DON'T OWN THE HUNGER GAMES!
"Katniss! Katniss! Katniss!" Came Peeta's voice down the hall. All the tributes looked at him.
"What is it, Peeta?" Katniss ask him.
"When is Christmas?"
"Five months from now. Why?"
"I know what I want for Christmas."
Cato smirks, saying, "That is if you make it out of the games alive.
Peeta ignores Cato's comment, and ask Katniss, "Do you wanna know?"
"Sure. Tell me?"
Peeta clears his throat. "Don't tell me you're going to sing?" Katniss ask.
"I doughn't want a lot for Christmasss." Peeta started singing.
"Oh, Go-" Katniss didn't get to finish.
"There's just this one thing I knead."
"Not agai -" Poor Katniss still didn't get to finish.
"I don't care about the loafs."
"Please sto -" Katniss looked at all the tributes, smiling, and giggling.
"You're embarrassing yourse -" Katniss was getting embarrassed herself.
"I just want some whole wheat bread."
"Stop it no -"
"But I got your heart insteaddd."
"I will break your brea -"
"Make my dish come trueee."
"Oh my Go -"
"Baby, all I want for Christmas is Rue."
"Wait... WHAT?!" Katniss yells.
Everyone looks at Rue, and her face is in shock. Everyone is.