The Ducks are in their senior year and going on a trip to Miami, Florida for spring break. One Duck will find love and two more will find each other in a way that neither expected.

"Connie?" Julie Gaffney asked for her roommates attention.

"Yeah?" Connie replied.

"What does one wear in Miami?" she asked biting her lower lip.

"Think Jennifer Lopez and bright colours I guess" Connie replied thinking about it.

The girls were packing for their annual Ducks special Spring Break trip. It was a tradition that each year a different out of state Duck got to host the entire team for the break.

Freshman year it had been Julie's house in Maine.

Sophomore year, half in LA with Russ and half with Kenny in San Francisco

Junior year, Dean Portman's house in Chicago until his parents kicked him out for breaking three windows playing WWF with Fulton, Charlie and Guy so the team travelled to Dwayne's ranch in Texas where they had all the space in the world to wrestle.

Senior year was different and probably the most exciting for the girls, Luis Mendoza's place in Miami Florida.

"Do you think I need a tan?" Julie examined her extremely pale skin. After a winter in dreary Minnesota, majority of the teams population, with the exception of Russ of course, were sporting very pale and covered up skin.

"Good idea, wanna book in for one of those spray tan thingys?" Connie asked mildly fascinated by standing in a booth for a few minutes and coming out with a glorious tan.

"Sure, sounds great, if we want any chance of competing with those gorgeous Miami girls, we'd better make the effort" Julie said referring to all the cute Miami boys that her and Connie had conjured up by endless chats about their upcoming trip.

"Duly noted!" Connie replied holding up a one piece bathing suit which looked like it belonged to an Olympic swimmer.

"Somehow I don't think those will cut it Cons" Julie laughed for a moment but grimaced when she thought about her own bathing suit.

"Shopping trip?" Connie asked.

Julie mentally counted her credit limit on her father's gold Amex card and came to the conclusion she could probably get away with it.

"Definitely" she replied grinning.

"Goldberg you cannot pack those" Luis look horrified as his friend was trying to pack a pair of hot pink Hawaiian printed board shorts.

"Why not? Averman has the same pair in orange" Goldberg couldn't work out why Luis was forbidding him to bring his shorts.

"Unless you want to find yourself being surrounded by a million gay men and probably some really old ladies in thong bikinis, I wouldn't pack those" Luis was growing impatient.

"Okay point taken" Goldberg took the offending pair of shorts out of his suitcase and threw them out the window.

"Was that really necessary?" Averman asked also removing his orange shorts and packing a pair of navy blue ones instead.

"I don't want to be surrounded by old lady thongs" Goldberg said shuddering. Obviously the gay man comment hadn't bothered him.

"True" Averman replied and tossed his orange shorts out of the window also.

"Well I'm ready!" Adam announced walking into the room wearing dress shorts, a button up shirt and, you guessed it, a sweater vest.

"Oh my god its Revenge of the Nerds!" Averman cackled. The group never got tired of giving Adam grief about his dress sense.

"NO, NO, NO, NO, NO!" Luis was getting frustrated. Adam would get his ass kicked for showing up in Miami with an ensemble like that.

"What? Isn't this appropriate?" Adam looked down at his outfit wondering what was wrong.

"If you were visiting a retirement village, but even then I think they'd still kick you out" Luis replied grabbing Adam's bag from his hand and unzipping it.

"Goldie can you go get the girls for me?" Luis asked looking horrified at what he found in the bag.

"Er, okay" Goldberg replied wondering what was so bad about the content featured inside Adam's bag.

"Hey guys, what's going on?" Charlie arrived wearing his trademark flannel shirt over the top of a ratty old hockey t-shirt.

Luis groaned and sunk to the floor.

He was gonna need help on this.

"Hey Goldie what's up?" Connie asked as their ex-goalie now defenseman knocked on their door and entered the room.

"Whoah, looks like a bomb hit this one" Goldberg looked at the mountainous pile of clothes covering every square inch of the room.

"Its hard work packing you know" Julie retorted.

"Tell me about it, Luis won't let me bring my pink shorts" Goldberg complained suddenly remembering they were his favourite pair.

"Sounds like the smartest thing Luis has said all year" Connie laughed. The girls loved picking on Luis and as much as he pretended to hate it, he secretly loved the attention they gave him.

"Speaking of Luis, he's asked me to come get you. I think he needs help with Adam" Goldberg replied explaining why he was there.

"Let me guess, he rocked up in a sweater vest with preppy shorts" Connie replied.

"How'd you know?" Goldberg wondered briefly if Connie was psychic.

"Awesome! Julie you owe me ten bucks!" Connie declared triumphantly.

"Damn, I was so sure he'd go with the suit and tie" Julie reluctantly handed over a ten-dollar bill.

"Puh-lease Jules, Adam thinks sweater vests are the epitome of cool" Connie said grabbing her phone and heading towards the door with Goldberg in tow.

"True, what on earth does that boy think when he gets dressed in the mornings?" Julie replied following the pair and shutting the door behind her.

"Oh thank god you're here!" Luis exclaimed when he saw Connie and Julie entering the dorm.

"Jeez Adam, you'd really wear a sweater vest to the beach?" Connie couldn't help but ask.

Adam simply shrugged.

"Does this mean I need to lose my shirt?" Charlie asked realising that going to Miami meant warm weather.

"YES!" Connie, Julie and Luis all said at the same time.

"Stand back girls, it might get a bit hot in here" Charlie joked as he pretended to do a strip tease whilst removing his flannel shirt and twirled it around his head before letting it go.

"Charlie you are so gross!" Connie laughed when the shirt in question landed on her head.

"You love it Cons" Charlie grinned back.

"YEAH!!! Who's ready to PARTY!" the unmistakable voices of the Bash Brothers filled the room and sure enough Fulton and Portman had arrived with board shorts, wife beaters and each wearing a plastic hat with two beer cans strapped to the sides with straws coming down to their mouths.

"Well at least they got the dress code right" Luis shook his head knowing that the Bashes had organised a full out party for that evening. A pretty weird idea since they were supposed to be on a plane at 8 am the next morning.

"Sorry boys but we have got work to do, Adam lets go" Connie ordered dragging their star centre out of the room behind them.

"Thank you girls!" Luis breathed a huge sigh of relief that they understood what he wanted them to do without actually asking them to do it.

"You owe us Luis" Julie called back.

"Damn" he said under his breath. There was no getting away with anything with those two.

"So can I wear my shorts today?" Goldberg asked looking out the window where his shorts were dangling from a tree branch within reaching distance.

"Today and today only" Luis gave in.

"WOOOO! MIAMI! MIAMI! MIAMI!" Fulton and Portman were screaming at the top of their lungs in between chugging contests.

They were gonna be in for a great flight tomorrow.