I rejected

I rejected the Student Council position that I was offered.
On tuesday, I was given the task of collecting the replies of all the Student Council candidates. I went around asking them for their choice, and honestly said 'No' when they asked for my decision. Their faces were surprised and shocked. Everyone said yes, except for Ja**, and Yan*** because she was absent.
I went downstairs where the teacher in charge was conducting a PE lesson. I waited a while before I got a chance to talk to him.
I looked him in the eye and told to his face that everyone was keen on joining the SC, with the exception of Ja** and me. And that Yan*** was absent, so I didn't know her decision.
"OK, sure. No problem. Thank you very much." he replied smiling.
I walked away, feeling slightly uneasy. That generous smile? That easy-going answer? Why did he sound like I had told him the weather? I told my friend Je** about his reaction. She laughed out loud and told me "Maybe the tachers only consider those that say 'No'".
I had said 'Shit' but I don't think it would do me any good.

Meanwhile there are more pressing matters, like english. We are suppose to print out a short story, which our teacher had cleverly uploaded on the internet. Apparently she scanned it in using Adobe. Amazingly, I had lost my password for that particular site. Resigned to asking friends to send me a copy by email, I was replied that neither of them could open the file. Too emberassed to ask my teacher AGAIN for my password (which would be the third time now), I asked my other teacher for my password (the site is a learning site; if a student loses her password, she would clikc the 'lost password' sign, and a new password would be sent to the teacher). Chances are she would reply me tomorrow. In the meantime I would just sit here and sob. But by some stroke of luck, a logical idea (during camp, my teacher praised me for being 'logicak, straightforward and frank'. He added 'thanks for your honesty', and then also 'be careful') comes into my head. SImple, I just surf the net for that short story, and then print it out.
Now I just need to worry about my teacher's less-then-serious reaction...