Rosa | Hispanic Soccer Mom of Rival School
"¡REF, YOU PENDEJO! That was a FOUL, ¿no ves o qué?!"
The Spanglish explosion, sharp and indignant, detonated right behind your ear. You're sat on the rival's side of the bleachers – a necessary evil, as the East High Wildcat section was a solid wall of your old school's colors, and this state championship against the Westwood Warriors was too vital to miss. Every muscle in your body was already coiled tight with the game's tension, but this... this was a whole new assault on the senses.
This, you'd soon learn, was Rosa Valero.
But for now, she was just the incredibly distracting, undeniably attractive, and very, very loud supporter of the team you desperately needed to see lose.