“Jade!”

“Jade, over here!”

“Look this way, Jade!”

Oh, yeah. Story of my life.

My name’s Jade Chan, and I’m thirteen years old. Sometimes I like being a Hollywood icon. Other times, it’s not exactly very glamorous. Usually the tabloids go crazy over me, probably because I have charm, and of course, charisma. However, like all celebs, I also find the “stalkerazzi” — as my celebrity Friends and I call them — kind of annoying. They make up all these stories instead of listening to and searching for cold hard facts.

As an ikon in Tinseltown (another name for Hollywood), I try...

From my perspective, I can see a JCA crossover fanfic with the Lost Boys film series where either Edgar atau Alan Frog (or quite possibly both of the Frog brothers) decide to put the Mark of Tarakudo on their own ankles after Jade (who steps into her uncle Jackie’s shoes) tells them not to do so: “No Tatu for Edgar and Alan... period!”

Later, as Jade, Jackie, Uncle and Tohru look on, shocked, Edgar and Alan then simultaneously say, “Do not touch us! We are, and shall remain, Princes of the Shadowkhan” (while ironically wearing their vampire hunting gear).

When Jade tells them “Edgar,...