Scomiche - Secret Diary of a Fangirl

1. Exposition

Ugh. I am so full I could explode. I guess dying from pizza overload is an ok way to go.

Ok, yes I gave into him. Keep your judgements to yourself... I judge enough for us all anyway. I guess if you're oblivious... or your name is Scott... you may have missed that I kind of maybe have a not so baby sized full blown fangirl crush on my boss.

First of all it's NOT MY FAULT. I had a crush on him WAY before he even knew I existed. I know that doesn't seem to make it any better... and actually it might get worse.

But I wasn't even supposed to have this job anyway! It was the stupid coffee and his stupid stubbornness and I guess I should elaborate. Prepare for a bunch of information and a lot of rambling because I get sidetracked and things end up out of order and blah blah blah. You get the idea.

So this journey started when I got a position as an intern (bottom of the rung, treated like a disposable coffee cup kinda intern) at a major label. Don't get me wrong, it wasn't so bad and eventually I worked my way up to *gasp* a paycheck! So I'm doing my thing and one glorious day I hear whispered down the line that Sony Music (the company I worked for) was in negotiations with my favorite singer... I'll give ya one guess who.

A couple of months later and it was officially announced that Scott Hoying had jumped labels and was now on our lineup. To a fangirl who followed every tweet (notifications ON), every related tumblr tag, etc... You can imagine the mental explosion..

Ok, back up. Maybe I should rewind a little further. Backstory time...

So I've been a fan of Scott's since he was a nobody on this reality singing show. He was all gelled up hair and skinny arms and legs and a voice to MUR.DER. (He won in case you were wondering) While other people were spending their days and nights drooling over ex-boy band members, I was pining over that gloriously awkward blonde man. I went to concerts, started a website, dedicated a tumblr blog to him, an update account on twitter, wrote fanfic... the full 9, y'know? It took a little while before his music hit main stream but boy when it did it DID. My website visit counts skyrocketed... my blog follower count jumped through the roof. It was a ridiculous amount of work, but it was so fun that I really didn't care. Still we were a relatively smaller fandom when compared to the likes of Taylor Swift or one direction and it stayed pretty manageable.

Then everything changed. It was barely a couple of months after his first #1 hit when Scott discovered ... the gym. He also discovered the hair salon and the wonders of a personal stylist. Anyone with any vague attraction to males barely survived the transition without dehydrating from excessive salivating. Next thing I know I have posters to plaster my room with, tv appearances to work my schedule around and so much new music I could barely keep up, but I found a way to make it all work. Fandom was fun. I made new internet friends, freaked out over new content or pictures or appearances, and let my inner fan girl run free without judgement amongst her peers. It was wonderful. As the weeks went by our group grew and grew until it was just way too much to keep up with on my own. When I got my internship I enlisted a couple of internet friends (and one real life friend from college) to help with the website, twitter and blog and together we created something pretty substantial and extremely well known throughout the fandom. Thank Gaga no one on the internet side of things knew my real name or this girl would have been fücked.

So anyway, skip all the boring stuff and let's get back to how I got my job. About a year or so into his career Scott got a reputation of being ... difficult. All sources said he was difficult to work with, difficult to keep on a schedule and just all around DIFFICULT. He'd been dragged through the mud on every media outlet imaginable, but somehow still managed to keep millions and millions of fans hanging on every damn word that left his perfect mouth. I mean I knew all of this, but I just thought that maybe he was just misunderstood. Maybe it was just media hype blowing things out of proportion. It happens all the time, right? Wrong.