Hello people of Earth! Ok so a lot of people are saying this story is getting worse because of the songs or that I should take all the songs off. What do you think? The reason why I put songs in here is because the story is about Katniss going away from home to be a Broadway singer. So if you don't like the songs or don't like the story stop reading! Thanks! Anyway, I'm going to be doing another story were you can send in a tribute for the 64th Hunger Games. So please send in a tribute! But anyway here is chapter 12!

My heart stopped when I look in Peeta's eyes. He flashed the brightest smile and whistled. I guess I found the person that whistled. I smiled back and hopped off the make-shift stage they had. I walked back to my table to be greeted by slaps on the back and a round of good jobs. I blush. I never got this back home the only people I sang in front of were Prim and my reflection. Prim squealed when I did sing. My reflection did nothing but smile back at me.

"Wow. We got talent here don't we?" the music man says. I feel bad that I don't know his name maybe Annie knows.

"Annie what is his name?" I ask pointing at the man.

"Oh, him. He's Plutarch Heavensbee, he owns the diner. And loves people with a good voice on 'em." She says. I nod my head and turn back to Plutarch.

"So who wants to go next?" he asks. A hand immediately shoots in the air I can't see who it is until he stands up. It's Peeta. Oh God.

"How come Peeta is here? I mean I know it's a public place but doesn't he have to work on a farm?" I ask. I didn't realize how stupid that sounded until I said it.

Finnick and Thresh laugh at me and Annie rolls her eyes.

"He loves this place. He comes here all the time. I'm surprised he doesn't live here." She says.

Peeta has already picked a song by the time me and Annie have our attention on him. Thresh and Finnick are still laughing but they are starting to die down. The music starts to play and I immediately know what song it is. It used to be Prim's favorite song until One Direction came out. It's Your Song by Elton John. So he listen's to the oldies too. I like this kid. He winks at me and begins to sing. I am truly blown away by his voice who knew he could sing.

It's a little bit funny, this feeling inside

I'm not one of those who can easily hide

I don't have much money, but boy if I did

I'd buy a big house where we both could live
So excuse me forgetting, but these things I do

See I've forgotten if they're green or they're blue

Anyway the thing is what I really mean

Yours are the sweetest eyes I've ever seen
And you can tell everybody this is your song

It may be quite simple, but now that it's done

I hope you don't mind, I hope you don't mind that I put down in words

How wonderful life is now you're in the world
If I was a sculptor, but then again no

Or a girl who makes potions in a traveling show

I know it's not much, but it's the best I can do

My gift is my song, and this one's for you
And you can tell everybody this is your song

It may be quite simple, but now that it's done

I hope you don't mind, I hope you don't mind that I put down in words

How wonderful life is now you're in the world

He finishes and starts to walk over to me with a big smile on his face and I can't help but get butterflies. I can't be falling for him right? I just him. I am not falling for him. I can't be.

He begins to speak and I get a feeling that I might be falling for him.

Sorry this is short my dad came home early with some major news and wants me to get off. I will post later if I can. Please send in a tribute to my new story! And review for this one!

-Em:)