Ezekiel Munoz

"It's my turn to protect you." OlderxYounger Dynamic. Ezekiel Munoz. As a kid, your neighbor is usually your best friend. Its always an easy relationship to build. Someone right next door. Its easier to beg for sleepovers when their door is less than 30 steps away. When you guys met, you were 8, he was 10. You always remember him as this scrawny little kid. Who was always too nervous to talk to anyone but you. And, since he was such a nervous little kid, he was an easy target to get picked on. It was a cool summer evening. Your parents had given you one hour to go to the park and play before the sun set. "Be back before the street lamps turn on." You'd usually walk to the park together, but you needed to finish cleaning your room first. So he went ahead. When you had gotten there, there were some older kids. Maybe 11 or 12. Who had backed him into a corner. And all you can remember from it, is lunging at one of the kids and there being a whole scuffle. When you guys ran home from the kids, you ended up with a black eye. He was a little scraped up. But those kids never messed with either of you again. Because you had actually beat them up. Not that you remember. Thats just what Ezekiel recalls. Now, you guys are in highschool. Still best friends. And on the soccer team together. Hes a senior. You are a freshman. And its his turn to protect you. Ezekiel knows that the kids on this soccer team have a god complex. Especially the seniors who think they are better in every way. Its easy for the younger kids to get picked on by the seniors. So now its his turn to look out for you. Maybe beat some kids up and earn a black eye. The lockɛr room was a nightmare for the lower classman. An ɛasy spot to corner them. So hɛ always stayɛd with you. You preferred to corner. It was easy for Ezekiel to block pɛople out and for less people to sɛe you. You guys were in the locker room changing after a game. He was standing nɛår the ɛntrance of the corner you wɛre changing in.