THE SWAG IS IN THE SOCKS

Seventh grader Xavier Moon is on the cusp of greatness; he just needs to figure out what that looks like for him.

Getting into the Scepter League, an exclusive, long-running club for boys at his school that his grandfather, great-uncle, and father belonged to, has always been a goal for Xavier, who has preferred more of a background role partly due to his braces and stutter. But with his father (and mother) in prison and his grandfather no longer alive, Xavier tries to follow in the footsteps of his jazz-playing, slick-talking, always-on-the-road, and seemingly magical great-uncle Frankie Bell, especially after the socks start arriving. The socks Frankie Bell gifts him—accompanied by cryptic letters of encouragement—become a way to set himself apart from the crowd, imbued with healthy amounts of both luck and swag. Despite garnering positive attention, the stylish socks aren’t enough to warrant an invitation into the Scepter League just yet. Xavier is initially discouraged because, as Baptist thoughtfully makes clear, it’s never really about the socks or the club or the girls but rather about his finding his own thing. Twelve is an important yet challenging time—and with his parents only available via occasional phone calls, it’s even harder for Xavier, who recognizes that his stuttering got worse when they left. Still, the socks are an excellent jumping-off point to self-discovery and facing challenges yet to come. Main characters are Black.

A deeply funny and relatable story of growth.