"Want to see if the stars think you're a good match?" "Yes," Runa shouts and I clap our hands. "The stars?" Frida looks at us as if we are speaking in tongues. I laugh. "Yep, we're matching horoscopes." Runa likes Mehdi, and Frida likes Noah. Vigga also thinks Noah is cute. But Frida said it first. When Vigga gets a kiss from Noah, everything goes wrong.
