I’m a fan of watching deleted scenes from movies. It’s interesting to see what doesn’t make the final cut of a movie because sometimes they really can add to the story, and the only reason they were cut was due to time constraints. Other times the scenes just didn’t fit into the final version. So if movies have deleted scenes, who says books can’t?
After all, mine does.
There were a lot of scenes I’d had written out (from way before I’d even started the book) that I wanted to use, but didn’t end up putting them into the first draft of the story. The problem was that my characters took reign of what was happening and some scenes were no longer relevant to the story that was being told. So I thought it would be interesting to take some of these “deleted” scenes and post them for your enjoyment.
This scene was one that was actually supposed to be more towards the book, but since I lost control of them *cough*Eric*cough* this scene didn’t end up working in the book at all, so I left it sitting in my folder of documents.
“So I was thinking…”
Julie stopped running. “Wait, you were thinking?”
“Gee, never heard that one before.”
She only smiled as she continued onward, the ball rolling in front of her. My eyes never left the black and white sphere moving on the grass, which became airborne when her foot came in contact with it. She stomped as I caught it with ease.
“Anyway, before you interrupted me, I was going to say that we should check out the teams we might be up against in the playoffs.”
“The entire team?” Julie asked. “Or just us?”
I just barely blocked the ball that time; smacking it away with one hand rather than catching it.
“Well I doubt everyone on the team is going to want to go watch a game on a Saturday afternoon.” I threw the ball and it landed by her feet.
“So, just us then?”
“Yeah, I guess.”
She smirked; her right foot rolled the ball in a circular motion. “This wouldn’t be your way of asking me on a date, would it?”
“What? No! I just figured as the team’s captains-”
The ball collided with my stomach.
Damn her golden foot.
“Relax Eric, I was messing with you.”
I never actually got further than that. When I wrote it, it was more like one of those scenes you see in your mind, but only a tiny bit of it. Obviously, I had to write it down when it had first come to mind (this was like my senior year of high school… so 9 years before I wrote my book). I feel like it could have turned into a cute scene or led to a cute one, but it is what it is.
Either way, I like how my book turned out, so I wouldn’t change a thing.