Every now and then I will change the POV, in a way. I will let you know when that is and whether it's first or third person. That is, unless it's obvious.
Mr. Lancer, third person.
When Mr. Lancer knocked on the door to the Fenton's house, he was expecting to see the children sat in the front room and the parents cooking breakfast. Instead he was met with the parents nowhere to be seen and the children cooking their own breakfast.
He and the students walked slowly to the kitchen in mesmerisation to watch the scene before them. The first thing that Lancer noticed was the beautiful singing voices of both Sam and Danny.
(Sam in italics, Danny underlined and both is italics and underlined)
"Yeah, I went to posh school,
Why would I deny it?
Silver spoon, at the ready
So don't even try it!" And so on, so forth.
Then he noticed that they were in pyjamas. At school they always wore the same stuff. He was very interested by this. But mostly by what Sam was wearing. She wore an oversized black t-shirt that he assumed to be Danny's. Not only that, but she had no pj pants on, only the shirt and likely underwear, but he was a teacher and wouldn't look there to check.
Finally, he noticed how they were cooking. They all moved around the kitchen with practiced grace. Each one appeared taller as they weren't slouching like they did at school. They were throwing knives across the room at each other, never hitting another person and always catching it before using it to cut the fruit or whatever they needed to cut. When one knife was thrown at Danny, very nearly hitting his head before he caught the hilt, the group snapped out of their trance and gasped.
Clearly they heard it, because Danny's knees bent down and the knife was spun into a powerful grip, ready to fight as he was in a defensive stance. Sam ended up in a similar stance. Valerie's knees bent lightly and she hovered her hand over her bracelet. Tucker also did this. They all did it at the same time, and looked very intimidating. So much so, that the class took a few steps back, unlike Jazz who walked up to them and raised an eyebrow. They blushed and stepped out of their defensive stances, now slouching and looking as they usually did. They grabbed their plates, did what they had left to do, and sat down to eat.
Mr. Lancer found himself very shocked and wondering even more about the mystery of the group. Even he and the other teachers often gossiped about them, mostly their latest and many excuses to get out of class but they gossiped nonetheless. They used to be the mystery trio, not with an extra member. Valerie had seemingly joined their little group over night, only adding to the mystery.
When breakfast was finished, they all went upstairs into their respective rooms.