The longer Eli stared at Denver, and looked at himself, the more he was certain that no, this wasn't a dream. This was real, and he was a girl and Denver was a boy and everything was incredibly screwed up.
"It can't just be us. It has to be other people." He refused to accept the thought that it was just them. Because if it was, who was punishing them? Why would someone do it to them? "We should uh... we should go like, to an advisor. Or one of the teachers. Someone will know what to do, and they can fix it... or just figure out what happened. Maybe Noah can help us." Unlike Denver, Eli couldn't stand the thought of just staying in here. He wanted to get out of his room and find someone and get it fixed as soon as he could. He didn't want to be a girl. He wanted his dick back.
Stepping into his shoes (which were too big now), Eli laced them up tightly and looked around for his sweatshirt. Cover up, that was important. "We'll go find Noah and he'll tell us what we gotta do." Noah always knew what to do, and what to say, and if anyone could fix this, he could. Eli had his mind set on that.