A/N: Hey guys! This is a fanfic based on the super amazing Hunger Games RP, The Hunger Games Roleplay! (number one Hunger Games forum on fanfiction). And I'm co-writing this with IamYumi because both of us ship Chloe and Cole really hard even though they never happened in the RP.

Also to note: Anything written in Chloe's POV, I wrote, and anything in Cole's POV is written by IamYumi.

Disclaimer: I only created Chloe. Cole belongs to IamYumi. Also, I do not own Bringing Home Baby or Toddlers and Tiaras, those shows belong to TLC. Oh and Chloe's dad is actually owned/created by Thirty Seconds 2 Mars.

~Chloe's POV~

Princess. Spoiled. Bitch. Whore. Just some words to describe me to start off my story. My name is Chloe Tanner. I live life in the spotlight and I have forever. I mean, when your life starts out on Bringing Home Baby and then to Toddlers and Tiaras, I'm pretty sure that means that I've been in the media for most of my life. District 4 has watched me grown since I was born and believe it or not, I don't mind it at all.

Except now. I log onto my panemtumblr and I see repeated words in my ask box by hateful anons. They constantly tell me that I'm a whore, bitch, slut, skank, cunt, and other words like that. It's probably true though. I mean, I'm partially dating Luke who is a super huge manwhore and we've had sex a lot of times and a lot of people know that, so I guess that does make me a whore? Then again, my adopted brother is also in love with me so then again, I am a slut. Or maybe that means I'm just hot...

I leave my room in my dad's house (please don't ask me to explain my dysfunctional family, that'll take way too many books and too much time that I don't have when I'm trying to balance dance, cheer, vocal, acting, volleyball, and modeling) and walk downstairs to the living room. And luckily, my dad's home and not my annoying stepmom.

"Hey dad..." I say to him with a hint of sadness in my voice.

"Hey, Chloe," he says and kisses my cheek. "How's my little girl?"

Really Dad? I'm sixteen. I don't think I should be called your little girl anymore. That's what Maria's for. God, I hate that bitch...

"Dad, you don't think I'm a skank, right?" I ask straight to the point.

"What? Of course not! Why would I?" he says seeming extremely shocked.

Then again, I only live with him every other week so he has the right to be shocked.

"Because everyone thinks I am..." I say.

It's true...

"Well you're not. You shouldn't care what other people think about you. I don't care what others think about me," he says.

Obviously you don't, Dad, you still wander around with Prongs and Padfoot all the time which is really irritating...

I sigh. "I know... but it hurts!"

"I know it does, but you've got to remember: you are who you are, no one else,"

But I don't like who I am. I am a whore.

"But even mom thinks I'm a whore!" I say.

And I mean my real mom, not my annoying bitch of a stepmom.

"But you're not! You should stop giving them a reason to think you are, then," he says.

"How am I supposed to do that?" I ask.

Gosh Chloe, how stupid are you?

"Stop sleeping around. Stick with one guy," he says.

Easy to say, hard to do...

"I don't sleep around! And I don't know who to pick..." I say.

"Well, how about this: let your heart decide."

Yeah Dad, let your heart decide... that's how you ended up back with Alex...

"How do I do that?" I ask.

He shrugs. "I can't help you with it. It's different for everyone."

I sigh. "I don't even know what to do... Darren's my brother and has been madly in love with me forever... Then there's Luke who I really like and he might also like melody too... And then there's Josh who I had a one night stand with and he really likes me... How am I supposed to decide?"

Dammit. I just confessed everything... The reasons why I'm a whore...

"Well how about this: choose none of them," he suggests.

What the fuck?

"That's a good idea," I lie, but I'm an amazing liar.

"Yup. You'll find someone who you truly love," he says.

I hope so... You know what? I think I'll actually try going on a boyfast...

"I hope so..." I say.

He smiles. "You will, Chlo. And you know what'll happen if any guy breaks your heart."

"I know Daddy, you'll throw him out the window," I say with an innocent smile.

It's true though... Dad's thrown tons of guys out the window before...

He kisses my forehead.

"Exactly," he says and leaves the house.

I sit back down on the couch and think about this boyfast... Can I really go through with this?

I can do it. I'm Chloe Tanner. I can do anything.

And now, Chloe Tanner is officially on a boyfast.