Her name was Trust, and she was nothing like her name. She would roll your secrets into a small orb, and gift it to anyone interested in its colors. Even if they said nothing, she would surprise them, wrapping the ball in pretty paper, and dropping it at their feet, letting them figure out what she had said.

She was only a step on the Rumor train.

Hundreds stepped on the platform, leaving orbs rolling across the floors and ceilings. The train never truly stopped, there were only stations where the train would grab the multicolored secrets, and let them hang from the ceiling, like little fireflies.

Trust loved what she did. She would curate the secrets, catalog them, and permit people to take them. For a price. Cliche, she knew, but it made her laugh inside whenever she saw someone blanch when she said that. She worked for the gossip train, traveling around the world collecting every secret left for them.

But she had her own array of orbs which was strictly forbidden. No one knew, and she wished to keep it that way. But she knew that even if it were found, she’d be okay. Everyone loved her, even if she didn't deserve it.

Sometimes she would step off the train and explore. She was never there for just sightseeing; she came to find new secrets for her collection. It was her only hobby, other than whatever else she did when not on the job.

She paused and thought about it. Was her life just about secrets? She had spent her entire life working towards scoring a life with the Rumor train. Once she was in, she was in for life. Unless of course, she broke one of their treasured rules. She didn’t care for those rules anyway, no one ever got kicked out. She was sure that other people had their collections and did whatever they wanted. She had all right to do the same. Right?

She brushed that waylorn thought away, and focused on getting a new azure orb. That would need a secret that the secret-keeper would never tell their parents. She ticked off the usual things: a secret lover, bad grades, doing drugs, drinking, smoking...she knew where she would find secrets.

The perfect place: a school campus.