[ WP ] Retell Your Favorite Fairytale , Myth , or Fable in the modern day .

`` Sour Grapes'' 
 
 Michael lusted after her. He savored his second period, his calculus class, when she sat next to him; he assumed it was fate, his last name being `` Johnson'' and hers being `` Johnston.'' He was among the smartest boys in school; an average looking guy, albeit a bit awkward. Smart as he was, this was his worst class, but he did n't mind the B+ on his report card every quarter; he only cared to look into her deep, green eyes and smooth, brown skin. `` She's perfect,'' he thought, `` smart, pretty, kind... today's the day I finally talk to her!'' He told himself this everyday, since he saw her in that world history class sophomore year. Today was different, though; this was the Thursday before senior prom, his final chance to get with her. He imagined listening to her sweet laughter and happiness as he guided her through the air on in the ballroom. Kissing her soft lips after the dance, driving her home... he could n't wait anymore. This was his chance. He was barely listening to a lesson on derivatives. Or integrals. Or something like that. Once he heard the bell ring, he quickly caught up to her as she walked out of the class. `` Christine!'' he called out. She turned around, his heart started to race, a million miles per hour. `` So, uh, I just wanted to know if you haaaaa....''. He trailed on as he saw Jason Miles, the football team's star running back, turn the corner and grab her by the hand. Jason gave him a friendly nod and walked off with Christine to her next class. Michael stood, speechless. He let out a sigh, then reassured himself: `` she was probably a bitch, anyway.''
