Dear iBob,

Elise Bunting here. You know the one; temperamental, naive, stupid, outspoken, rude, sarcastic, gorgeous, great taste in clothes, lover of pizza, destroyer of tea towels and typically hangs with an oversize reptile called Alfie. Yeah, that Elise Bunting.

So here I am, hanging with Alfie after a few days of full on turbulence. First up, I lost the ring Sonia gave me which resulted in a slight relapse with Ivy's little spell for reals - not just me pretending. That's fine. V and Apollo were prepared for the worst, and we moved on with Ivy none the wiser.

Finished?

Oh no, no, no, no.

More turbulence came from Artemis coming by after my little run in with Gecko the Blue Lizard, accusing me of making up war talk and exciting the masses. For the record, I had no idea until Ailin dragged me into this mess. She said I was a traitor. I told her she needed to check her facts. Long story short she tried to shoot me with an arrow and I cut off her ponytail.

Apollo went to try and calm things down. I told him his family have issues. He said mine did too. I told him we didn't have the ability to make decisions that impacted thousands of lives. He agreed, and went to really try and calm her down before the next explosion.

Hades reinstated himself as my gym instructor, battle sensei, weapon master. Whatever. I kicked his ass. He stopped playing, I got my ass whooped, but so did he and then Apollo went all dominate male and had a go at him about it. More arguing.

Even all of that wasn't the big thing. Oh no, no, no, no...

Honestly, fighting, with a sword, wearing rings, hurts. I have blisters on my hands from it. I took off my promise ring, like I gave Apollo on VD and well, I managed to lose that too.

He thinks I did it on purpose.

I told him he is a moron and its just a ring.

Apparently that was the wrong thing to say and now we communicate through semi-passive aggressive text messages and third person conversation when we are in the same space as each other.

Boom.

Too bad I found it in my other pair of jeans, and it's safely bacK on my finger. If he wasn't being such an ass, he'd realise that. Like now, as I write this and he says he is sorry and now he's trying to look at my screen while asking what I'm doing. Are you writing this? he says. I laugh. No we he sa tra triyng to snat ch my iPad ffr oom me and d AALIFE WON'T HeLpP whichisreally annoying. Disobeyiant turd of a sssnAKE