AN: There might be some errors regarding Sharon's age/the year of graduation in this story, but it doesn't really matter that much so please pay no mind to it! :)
Disclaimer: I do not own the characters that appear in this fiction nor do I own Pandora hearts, the credit goes to rightful owners! Enjoy
Sharon leaped over the gap from the pavement to the bus as graceful as she could manage and huffed and puffed as she handed the driver of the bus some bills for her ticket, he nodded in acknowledgement as she staggered on her feet as the bus pulled back into the traffic. Sharon ran a hand through her ginger locks and frowned slightly at all the occupied seats; she met some of the occupants' gazes and smiled politely as she passed them. A sudden crunching sound caught her attention as she looked at the source to the noise. Her eyebrow raised in surprise at the fair haired specimen sitting by the window. She found it hard not to stare, he slumped against the seat with one knee propped up against his chest, the skinny jeans stretching over his legs in protest at the pose, his elbow rested at his knee cap while his long slender fingers swirled the lollipop in his mouth, the grey beanie covered the back of his head and the white locks, but the most alluring about him was the crimson eye that suddenly seeked out her pink ones. She flinched as their gazes locked and a blush powdered her cheeks, she stared for too long… "Are you going to sit down?" he suddenly said and Sharon gulped, her throat suddenly dry and her eyes tried to find any seat that might be vacant, but to no avail. "Y-Yeah…If I may," she stuttered awkwardly and suddenly a brilliant smile cracked upon his lips "sit down, no use blocking the other passengers," he said and pointed his glistening lollipop at the people waiting behind her with sour looks on their faces, clearly displeased with her figure blocking their path. She choked and sat down at the seat beside him, her cheeks red beyond comparison at this point.
The bus kept jarring and the awkward silence was still weighing heavily on Sharon's mind as she kept wrenching it for possible topics.
'Why do I feel so flustered? I've never seen him before, I shouldn't feel so awkward, I don't even know his name! '
She cleared her throat and he looked at her with his single vine red eye, the other one seemingly hidden by his long fringe,
'Here goes nothing; you got his attention so just say something! '
"I'm Sharon," she flashed him her best and most charming smile and he inclined his head slightly "and this is my stop." He deadpanned and got up, Sharon stood up as well to let him through, he didn't even throw a second glance as he stepped off the bus and disappeared. A slight twitch in her right eyebrow and smile that had now turned quizzical were the (manifestations) of her utter confusion as she kept staring at the doors that had long ago closed behind him.
'I… Sharon Rainsworth… was just REJECTED!? '
As she played it all back in her mind she could feel the red return to her face and she wanted to shudder with embarrassment.
"Sharon? honey?" Sharon sighed as her last preparations were done, the wheels of her grandmother's wheelchair made the hardwood floor underneath them creak in protest. Sharon opened her bedroom door and smiled lovingly at her grandmother. "Yes? Shall I make us some dinner, nan?" Sharon asked but her grandmother merely shook her head in dismissal "No love, I was just going to check up on you. You've been so quiet ever since you returned, are you nervous about tomorrow?" Sharon sighed at the reminder of tomorrow's engagement and sat down on her bed after her grandmother wheeled into the room. Even though what occupied her mind wasn't the first day of school as much as the 'bus-boy-accident', it would be a lie saying that she didn't feel the slightest pricking of discomfort in the back of her head at the thought of UNI over again- "Well, it's just so embarrassing! I'm twenty three years old and I'm still in UNI! The other students look at me as if I'm astray! Like I'm lost! Unless they think I'm a teacher and come to me with their calculus problems… except for the third years that laugh behind their hands every time I pass by…" Sharon poured her heart out to her grandmother. "Sharon," her grandmother chided "First of all, that you haven't passed and graduated yet are none of the so called third years' business, you've been through a lot, and you're doing your best, you're much stronger than you think! Now pick up the pieces of yourself, you know your old grandmother isn't buffed enough to do so anymore!" the tears that were on the brink to fall were forced back as Sharon giggled, she got up and hugged her grandmother, she was eternally lucky to have her grandmother; when everybody else failed- she still stood tall as a mountain and Sharon needed that. "I'll go prepare some dinner now- thank you" she sniffled and her grandmother reached up a hand to pat her cheek "now smile, be a proper Rainsworth lady." She said sternly and Sharon nodded and flashed the brightest smile she could manage, just like her grandmother had instructed; like a proper Rainsworth lady.
A/N: I'm sorry for the really short chapter! I will make it up to you by posting the second chapter later!