Bonnie POV

The next morning Bonnie woke up in one of the guest rooms in the Everdeen house. It was the morning of the Reaping as President Snow had told them. Bonnie and Damon still hadn't told Katniss about what had happened during their conversation with Snow but neither had she. Katniss simply walked around with pursed lips staring off into space obviously deep in thought. Bonnie lay in the bed relishing in the last few moments of peace she would get but she knew that eventually she would have to get up an face the day. Jeremy, the thought went through her head as she remembered the sweet protective little brother of her best friend who also happened to be her boyfriend. Everything she was doing she did to get back to him.

Bonnie had been briefed about the ins and outs of the Hunger Games and how they were played. She hated the idea that innocent people were being killed year after year but could see no way to stop it. She had barely fallen asleep the night before contemplating the deal she had made and the only consolation that she could give herself that she was doing the right thing was that she would soon be able to see Jeremy, Elena, Caroline and everyone else again. The fact that she could have her old life back without having to worry about being the anchor was all that kept her going. As for the murder that was going to occur in the arena, she decided she would have no part in it that she would remain hidden and alive until the end. Damon could do whatever he wanted, they had never gotten along before anyway.

Bonnie finally decided that she would have to get up and face the continued periods of 24 hours until she saw her friends again, something that she had not expected to do a day ago. She stood up and changed out of the tank top and jeans she had slept in into the plain dress that Katniss had given her for the Reaping ceremony. Since everyone was required to attend they had to do their best to blend in, especially since they were the ones to be chosen. She walked out of her room feeling a bit strange in the dress and almost ran into Damon in the hallway. Bonnie's eyes widened in surprise at Damon's appearance.

Katniss had also found some District clothes for him but they were so different from his usual dark leather jacket and jeans that he wore. Standing here in front of her in worn blue jeans and a tucked in shirt with his hair slicked back she barely recognized him. Damon stared her down with a look in his eyes that said "Say one word and your dead." So Bonnie kept silent laughing on the inside at Damon's appearance. Farther behind Damon another person emerged from the room that he had just left he was tall and blonde with his hair slicked back in the same fashion wearing similar clothing to Damon. Damon gave him a glare and shouldered his way past the guy and went down the stairs to the kitchen.

"Hey, I'm Peeta." He introduced himself to Bonnie. "I was victor last year in the games."

"Bonnie," she replied "And I thought that there could only be one victor, Katniss told us she won the games last year."

"That's more or less true," Peeta replied. "See we both won it, even though we weren't supposed to, we got lucky I guess."

"Yeah," Bonnie replied remembering the conversation with President Snow yesterday. "I'm going to go check on Damon, before he does anything stupid."

"Yeah good idea, he threatened to snap my neck a couple times while I got him into that outfit." Peeta joked.

"I'll see you later," Bonnie told him and walked away following the path Damon had taken down the stairs.

On the first floor Katniss' mother had made breakfast consisting of the basic eggs and meat.

"Grab a plate, Bonnie." Mrs. Everdeen told her standing beside an irritable looking Damon who stood with his own plate of eggs.

"Thanks." Bonnie told her and grabbed her own plate. As she reached over for the eggs she heard the sound of the front door opening and a man walked into the kitchen holding a bottle of booze in his left hand.

"Hey Haymitch," Peeta said coming downstairs just as Damon muttered "Now that's more like it."

"Ok now is everybody read-" Haymitch cutt off as he noticed Damon and Bonnie. "Now who are you two?" he questioned wobbling a little as he stood.

"It's a long story Haymitch but they're coming with us to the reaping." Katniss explained walking into the now crowded kitchen.

"Well we better get going then." he replied.

The Reaping

Damon POV

Damon stood amongst a crowd of boys staring up at a platform stage that held two circular bowls. There was no going back now, he looked over to the girl's side and spotted Bonnie woven into the crowd as well. He would never admit it but being here with Bonnie even though they weren't exactly friends made him feel just a little less crazy. He returned his attention to the stage as a woman walked onto the stage with quite an exotic butterfly outfit.

"Welcome, welcome to the 74th Hunger Games!" The woman spoke into the microphone.

*A/N* I know that its supposed to be the 75 Hunger Games but for the purpose of the story I moved everything back a year. *A/N*

Katniss and Peeta stood a little to the left and right of her solemnly behind the glass bowls. Haymitch on the other hand stood a little way to the left of the stage observing the proceedings.

"As always, ladies first" the butterfly woman spoke and walked over to the bowl to her left full of little tiny slips of paper. She reached a elegantly nailed hand in the bowl and shuffled around in the papers drawing out a single one.

She slowly opened the slip of paper and read out a single name. "Bonnie Bennet"

Damon looked over at Bonnie whose eyes were wide as she walked up to the stage to be greeted by the butterfly woman. Katniss and Peeta behind her stood with their eyes just as wide in surprise. Then they'll be ecstatic about the next name he thought and waited for the woman to go over to the other bowl and put her hand it drawing out another name.

"Damon Salvatore" she read and Damon walked proudly up to the stage as the rest of the citizens of District 12 sighed with relief that their children had been spared.