Catheriine sat on the sand of the shore of the Camp Rock lake, looking out over the glistening water as she thought. It was something that Catheriine loved to do; simply sit still and let her thoughts enveloppe her into another world that no one else knew of, that was just for her. A lot of the people she knew called her an air-head and told her that she ignored people a lot of the time, but that wasn't nessacarily true. She only really talked to people whom she trusted enough to let into her mind, to give them a peice of her thoughts and let them actually interact with her on her own level. But, unfortunately, not all people got into Catheriine's mind. To most people it was like trying to pet a porcupine -- you always got pricked and didn't want to try again to fear the consequence. But Catheriine herself was a bit like that. Ever since she was younger into her teenage years, since Alex.. she wasn't really up for relationships, and no one else thought so either. Who ever Catheriine was to like had to be almost exactly like herself; had to think and act the way she did, and that's why she liked Connect Three's oldest member--Jason Gray. Nobody knew of her crush; she kept it hidden well, but she couldn't hide the fact that she liked him from herself. It was obvious to her.

Her thoughts drifted away from Jason Gray and to the camp that he, and her, along with a lot of other people, were at--Camp Rock. Teenagers went there to improve their music skills; as Dee La Duke put it--create their sound, find their own style, figure out who they wanted to be as artists, but most of all have fun. And most of the people in Camp Rock had fun. Catheriine knew one person who didn't, and it was from the news. Shane Gray. Catheriine didn't think that he was a spoiled brat; that he needed to be taught a lesson, she just thought that he needed someone to understand him, not someone to order him around. And obviously no one at this camp was going to do that, so she decided then and there to meet him and try to help in any way possible. Because some people really needed help, but most people didn't acknowedge that, and Catheriine was determined to be the first one to do it. But because Cathii was so emersed in her thoughts, she didn't hear someone approaching her quietly.

And then, suddenly, she blinked and snapped out of her thoughts, finally hearing someone walking towards her. Half of the reason why Catheriine had snapped out of it was because she was getting a little carried away with her thoughts, and she had grown a little hungry. Her stomach growled and she let her face flush in embarrasment as a person walked up next to where she was sitting. Curiously, she looked up, seeing cowboy boots, tight skinny jeans, and her eyes widened when she saw who it was.

Hot d**n, it was Jason Gray himself.

Catheriine felt herself unconciously hold in her breath as she looked up at him, not from him appearing next to her, but how close the two were. Not in her whole life had she ever imagined that she would be sitting next to Jason Gray, and yet here he was. Well, he was standing, but nevertheless it took her breath away. That and the fact that he was looking extremely handsome that day..

"Hello," She choked out, stuggling to keep herself from screaming and fainting like a fan girl would. Catheriine imagined that he and his brothers got that a lot, and she imagined that it got old after a while, so she kept her fan girl-ish squeals inside herself as she nodded slightly at him, then averted her hazel eyes from his face to the lake's surface. "Jason, right?" She asked, trying to act nonchalant about the fact that she was talking to Jason Gray.

For a few moments, Jason seemed like he was in a deep thought, and Catheriine gazed up at him curiously, wondering what on earth was going through that head of his. People said that he was an air-head; she didn't know him or had talked to him before this oppertunity, so she couldn't clarify the thought, but to be completely honest she didn't care. Being an "air-head" wasn't nessacarily a bad thing, maybe you thought differently than others and was a little more slow than the average person, but Catheriine didn't find anything wrong with that.

She blinked when he looked to his right, and she thought over what she had said quickly, before letting a small smile cross her lips. He thought that she had meant look right; okay, so he did think differently, but that was perfectly fine. Catheriine just had to be careful on what she was saying, to make sure that she wouldn't mix him up or confuse him.

She let out a small giggle as he replied with a, “Last time I checked, that was it.”, and brought his hand infront of him for her to shake. She took it and shook it gently, her grip loose and cautious. "I'm Catheriine Golding, it's nice to meet you Jason." She introduced sweetly, flashing him a small smile. Not one of flatterly, but plain politeness.

"It's nice out today, isn't it?" She half said to herself, half to the boy next to her. Catheriine wondered if Jason heard her; she had talked in a low, subdued tone, but it didn't really matter if he did or not. It would simply spark a conversation was all, and sitting in silence was perfectly fine with her.