"HEY EVE!" Came a high, shrill voice that echoed off the high ceiling of the Shermer High Gymnasium. Eugene's new head snapped towards the front of the gym, as did several of the other cheerleaders who were still collecting their things from the gym's floor. There, standing at one of two large double doors that exited out into the trophy case decorated lobby, was a tall skinny girl in a red shirt and faded jeans that had splotches of paint on them. Her face was round and slightly boyish, topped by a small pair of glasses and framed by curly dirty blonde hair that hung down to her shoulders. Her free arm was stretched upwards in a frantic wave while in her other arm was what looked like a wrinkled version of the outfit that was currently hugging Eugene's newly acquired curves.
Even while he marveled at the incredibly good eyesight his new form had, his brow furrowed into a frown as he heard the remaining cheerleaders begin to whisper between themselves. Even from a few feet away, Eugene could hear some of the derogatory remarks aimed at the new girl standing on the other side of the gym.
"Ugh, it's that weird Willow girl! What is she doing here?"
"I heard she's a lesbian, she probably just wants to look at our tits"
"Like OMG, losers like her shouldn't be allowed in here!"
"I wonder what she wants with Eve?"
Eugene frowned at the instant rumor mill, and was reminded of how cruel teenagers could be. At least, it seemed, he wasn't the type of...girl that seemed to do that, everything about his current new life seemed to suggest that this 'Eve' girl the former janitor was stuck as was as nice as could be.
"EVE!" The tall girl, Willow, yelled again from the gym's entrance, and with a sigh, began the long walk over to her. The way his body moved still felt weird but Eugene could tell he was quickly getting used to the way he, well, bounced now. The way his new breasts moved in the sports bra he was wearing, the cool air around his mid-section, the swish of his hips and the cheerleading skirt, it still felt very different but not as alien as it all had just a few minutes ago. He didn't even register the bouncing of his ponytail as he approached the lanky girl.
As he approached Willow, Eugene began scanning the girl head to toe, almost as if he was sizing her up for some sort of confrontation.
'Given the day I've had...' He muttered under his breath. Up close Eugene could see the girl was cute, in a girl next door sort of way, with a definite lean towards tomboy, at least fashion wise. Eugene felt a weird twinge of..jealousy? Envy? Whatever it was, it had been set off by this Willow girl's hips and the rounded ass they were connected to. But Eugene pushed those feelings away as gave this strange girl a lopsided smile.
"Um, hi?" Eugene said in his melodious new voice. It was no wonder he'd been the lead in the play, even just talking normally he sounded like an angel. 'Maybe I am little miss perfect' He thought to himself as Willow began to speak.
"I'm so glad I found you, Eve! You've got to help me, I'm-"
Option 1: "Not actually a girl! My name is Bill, and I think you have something that belongs to me!" Bill, in his search for the Ahn'Ger Stone, arrived at the school play the exact moment Eugene had made his second wish, transforming him into Willow Strasserman, one of Shermer's 'art dorks' and low on the school's social totem pole!
Option 2: "Ready to try out for the squad, just like you said I could!" Willow, formerly Bill, is one of Shermer High's 'art dorks' and low of the high school's social totem pole. Arriving at the gym in search of the Ahn'Ger Stone the moment Eugene made his second wish, Willow doesn't remember her previous reality or life, and only remembers Eve Kazinski promising to let her try out for the cheerleading squad.