Dialogue Practice: REWRITE the following excerpt using the proper rules for punctuating and formatting dialogue. DO NOT just fix the sentence within the paragraph already here. It needs to be rewritten with proper indentions and new paragraphs. Pay close attention to punctuation, don’t miss a comma or a period. Note: the story is written in first person, so don’t confuse narration for dialogue. “Stop following me and go dance, Starr” Kenya says. “People already say you think you all that.” “I didn’t know so many mind readers lived in Garden Heights.” Or that people know me as anything other than “Big Mav’s daughter who works in the store.” I sip my drink and spit it back out. I knew there would be more than Hawaiian Punch in it, but this is way stronger than I’m used to. They shouldn’t even call it punch. Just straight-up liquor. I put it on the coffee table and say, “Folks kill me, thinking they know what I think.” Hey, I’m just saying. You act like you don’t know nobody ’cause you go to that school.” I’ve been hearing that for six years, ever since my parents put me in Williamson Prep. “Whatever” I mumble. “And it wouldn’t kill you to not dress like . . .” She turns up her nose as she looks from my sneakers to my oversized hoodie. “That. Ain’t that my brother’s hoodie?” Our brother’s hoodie. Kenya and I share an older brother, Seven. But she and I aren’t related. Her momma is Seven’s momma, and my dad is Seven’s dad. Crazy, I know. “Yeah, it’s his”