Project: Me. (an over the top fantasy)

Prologue.

She rose up from the grass, after lying there for an hour of thinking; she decided what she wanted to do this summer. ‘Project: me.’

Schools over and college starts in 3 months, that’s enough time to work on myself.  Ive always been confused with what I like, hell, it takes me 15 mins to decide a flavor of cupcake but I think I know what I want now, I think I know what I want to do, where I want to be, who with and what for. 

{Ps: throughout the stiory everything in italics are her thoughs.}