At this point in time, Valentina didn't know what to do. She should be in class, the problem with that is she's already graduated from high school. She was skipped a year of school due to her father's meddling, and graduated early but she didn't know of any mutant colleges, so this is where she was at. Technically in America she should be just starting her junior year, so she decided to mostly take electives as well as a couple science classes, since she always liked the sciences. An easier senior year than she had the first time around, to say for sure. 
Even easier if she never showed up to class, which she actually really felt bad about. She had never slacked on her school work, never missed a day, never missed a minute. 

She felt bad for it, especially as she approached the instructor. 
"Miss Naryshkina, how nice to see you today. I was beginning to think that I would have to hunt you down. I heard you hadn't been seen since this morning." Tabby was one of her favorite teachers, ever. Not that she had much competition, since her teachers had the threat of death looming over them if they messed up. It didn't make for good conversation.

"I'm sorry Professor." Val wanted an excuse, something to explain why she hadn't shown up but she didn't.  Tabby eyed her for a long moment before she nodded. 

"While I understand why they do what they do, I don't quite agree with them. Scaring teenagers isn't why I started working here. Still, it's always good to show students their enemy. That way they are informed of what their up against." Tabby mused and Val stayed silent on that point. 

"Well, since you missed my class, you can spend your free period making it up. We were just continuing on our watercolor paintings. You know by know where the things are." Tabby smiled vividly at her and Valentina smiled back at her, a lot less vividly but a smile none the less. 

Valentina grabbed her half done work, the paints and her brushes. She stayed for an hour before Tabby finally let her go. She cleaned up quickly before she meandered her way through the halls. She didn't have another class for awhile, actually. 

She eventually came across a student asking for money to get something from the vending machine. She leaned against the wall and watched him for a few minutes before she decided to speak up. 

"If you're hungry, the food in the cafeteria is free." Val offered him with a raised eyebrow. 

"Otherwise, there's this neat little trick that I've come across." Val pushed off the wall and over to the vending machine. She hit it and zapped just a bit of herself into it, overloading something, and a pop tart fell down to the bottom. She bent over and grabbed it before handing it to the kid. 

"I'm Valentina by the way, but you can call me Val." Valentina had already decided to shorten her already shortened moniker to the American standard.