Andy P.O.V

When I picked up Bradie from next door and went back home, I started on dinner. Mum probably would probably tell me that I didn't have to because it was her day. But I had Bradie, and when I have Bradie, I cook. That was the deal.
"Andy! I don't want sausages and veggies!" Bradie told me walking into the kitchen.
"Well, sorry to tell you, but that's what we having." I put him on the bench and looked at him "What do you think of Shaun? Nice?" I wanted to know what my lil bro thought of him, because I knew he would be spending so much time around."Yeah I like him. Hehe he's funny!" Bradie giggled to me. I smiled.
"Would it be ok if he spent more time around here?" He nodded happily and I put him back on the ground. "Do me a favour, and put these on the table?" I gave him the place mats and he nodded enthusiastically. Poor kid.

When dinner finished, and I had finished off some of my drawing I was doing, Bradie came to me.
"Mummy said I had to go to bed. But, you have to put up the picture!" He pulled my up the stairs to his room and grabbed the picture for me.
"Yeah, but we need a frame first!" I hardly went into the office. I always got mum or Bradie to. Because of all the pictures of my dad. I sighed heavily and opened the door.
"I like this one..." Bradie gave me a framed picture of me and dad hugging and laughing.
"Yeah, me too mate. Bradie, what about this frame?" I quickly put the picture back and grabbed a frame and walked out of there.
"Yeah! It's blue." He grinned. I pull down the picture that was already on his wall, and put the drawing Shaun did in the photo frame, hanging it up.
"Good?" I looked back at Bradie and he nodded happily. "Good, now bed!" I picked him up and lightly through him on the bed.
"Night Andy!" I kissed him and covered him up.
"Night kiddo."

*Friday at school.*

"Hey Andy!" I knew that voice. Jack.
"Sup." I didn't slow.
"Oh, nothing. I haven't spoken to you in a while! Hey you holding up?" He put his arm around my shoulders.
"Please remove your arm." I said calmly, stopping.
"Why? I find it comfy where it is!" He kept his arm around me.
"I have asked nicely, next time wont be as nice. Now, please remove your arm." God. The idiot. I've already beaten the shit out of him once, need I do it again?
"Or what?" He leant in closer.
"I will remove it for you, but it wont be nicely, nor will it be kindly."
"Oooo, I'm scared!" He went to punch me in the face but I blocked it, held onto his fist, tightened my grip, twisted a bit, and kicked him in the gut.
"I asked nicely. I warned you. Don't do it again." I walked away, towards the exit. I had to hurry up, I had Bradie.
I got into my car and drove over, walking into the entrance.
"Hey Andy." Ali always had a smile for me.
"Hey Ali," I smiled back.
"Bradie's in there." She pointed to the usual room. The art room.
"Thanks..." I opened the door and looked in.
"Andy!" Bradie came bolting to me, I crouched down as he put his arms around my neck and I picked him up.
"Hey little monster! Ready?" I went to the teacher/carer to tell her I had come for him.
"Yep, just sign out." She didn't even look up.
"I know. I do this every second week." I rolled my eyes. New.
"Teen pregnancies are becoming too often." She muttered.
"Excuse me? He isn't my son. He's my brother. My dad died, and my mum has been struggling for the past few years to raise Bradie and not have a job. You need to mind your own business and not assume that just because I pick him up every second week that he's my son." I told her sternly. I turned and walked out.
"Andy..." To my left was someone. And I didn't know until they spoke. I dreamt about that voice...
"Shaun?" I asked.
"Shauny!" Bradie yelled. I put him down and he ran to Shaun, hugging his leg.
"Hey mate. How's it going?" Shaun asked while I walked over to fill out the book.
"Andrew just told off the art lady!" I sighed. Big mouth.
"Oh, Sandra? She's a bitch." Ali came over to Shaun and Bradie. "Hey Bradie!"
"Yeah, she thought Bradie was my son, and I put her in her place."
"And we know that's not possible," Ali winked. I should tell you that Ali and I grew up together. Both our parents grew up together.
"Oh, fuck up. Bradie, you didn't just hear that!" I pointed to him.
"Hear what?" he looked up to me.
"Exactly." I looked at Ali and Shaun. "Have him taught well, don't I?" they both laughed.
"I have to get back to work. Tell Aunt Kimmy I said hey, ok?" Ali kissed my cheek and then the top of Bradie's head.
"You too to your 'rents." The three us walked out the door towards my car. Shaun's parked next to it.
"And how did you know where I was?" I looked at Shaun.
"I followed you... I saw what went down with you and Jack..." he leant against my car while I put Bradie in.
"Yeah, fun. Look, I gotta get home... I have to cook and get Bradie sorted... wanna have dinner with us?" I asked closing the door.
"Yeah! Why not? I'll text Laura," he smiled and went to his car.
"Follow me." I yelled out my window.
"Is Shaun coming over?" Bradie kicked my chair with his feet. He had just grown enough to do it in the last month.
"Bradie, I have told you before, don't kick my chair, while I'm driving. It's distracting. And yes he is, so behave." I turned right and saw Shaun's car do the same.
"Do you like him?" Ah, Bradie. He understood so well.
"Yes. Very much." I pulled into the driveway, and into the garage.
"Is it ok the park here?" Shaun pulled up behind me.
"Yeah, mum parks in the next garage. It adjoins." I opened the back door, unbuckled Bradie and he jumped out.
"Bradie, take your bag! I ain't carrying it," I called after him as he ran to the door.
"But it's heavy!" He whined. People say terrible two's were bad... what about fours...
"Then come carry mine." I held my ground. Shaun stood aside amused.
"Yours is even heavier but!" he came trudging back.
"Exactly." I locked up the car and the garage door when he grabbed it, and we all walked back to the door.
"Can I watch Spiderman?" Bradie yelled once I unlocked the door.
"Depends..." I quickly put in the alarm code and shut the door after Shaun walked in. You can put your bag there if you want..." Shaun followed my suit and dropped his bag at the bottom of the stairs.
"Shauny! I wanna show you my picture!" Bradie yelled from his room. I smirked at Shaun and grabbed his hand, leading him upstairs to Bradie's room.
"Wow..." he whispered when we entered. And I wasn't surprised. Spiderman was everywhere. He even had him painted on his wall.
"Look!" Bradie pointed to the picture I had put up on the weekend. Which was the one Shaun drew him, of him.
"Cool! Wow, look at all this Spiderman stuff..." Shaun slowly turned in the room.
"Wait until you see Andy's!" Bradie pulled him by the wrist and took him to my room.
"Uh, Bradie! It's polite to ask me if you can take someone to my room! Stop." I reached him when he stopped and looked at me.
"What?" He asked nicely.
"Little man, its manners. That's all." I sighed. Shaun winked as I opened my door and walked in...